My apologies, my apologies, just don't lose the Dragon Blood.
Thus, nearby cultivators witnessed a somewhat ludicrous scene where all the blood-stained mud and gravel on the ground, as well as the thousand-zhang-long Divine Dragon Avatar, were all collected by Tang Feng into the Sumeru Ring.
This was a big deal because a ring with such large space was something only high-ranking sect leaders were qualified to possess.
Instantly, speculation about Tang Feng's identity abounded; regardless, all the sect leaders and powerful family members placed Tang Feng on the same level as themselves.
Some even saw him as a senior.
Tang Feng made quite a mess, yet the City Lord of Immortal Heaven City did not intervene.
He did not believe he was much stronger than the Dragon Family's ancient ancestor, and even if he was somewhat stronger, he would not dare compare himself to the previously confronted Divine Dragon.
This kid was a fierce one; he could only be befriended, not offended.
