When the red dragon roared and dash forward, the clan master didn't even get close before he flinched and turned to flee. This left Fang Xing feeling much more relaxed; although the battle prowess of this mid-stage Golden Core clan master wasn't bad at all, there wasn't a single chance against the red dragon.
Fang Xing wasn't interested in joining these kinds of fights. Bullying some early-stage Golden Cores certainly wasn't a problem, but it would be too dangerous to go up against mid-stage Golden Cores or those grandmasters who had full mastery. Even if he used the unnamed technique to hide himself and his traces, the aftershocks of their spells were still dangerous and he might end up wounded or even dead. It was also for this reason that he used the presence-concealment technique while quietly slipping through the violent and restless peril beasts, heading directly towards the Hentian clan's secret pavilion like a ghost.
