The bald Rune Grandmaster ignored the pain in his backside and scrambled over to where Wang Teng had just repaired the formation.
He stared wide-eyed at the repaired formation and couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath.
"Th-this-this..."
The bald Rune Grandmaster simply couldn't believe his eyes. He kept repeating the word "this," yet could not say anything else.
A perfect repair!
This was practically a perfect repair!
It was almost exactly the same as before the formation had been damaged, without the slightest difference!
More importantly, how long had he taken to repair it just now? The speed had practically blinded him!
Only five or six breaths, perhaps!
Even he could not complete a formation repair so quickly and precisely, yet the other party was merely a young man who did not even look that old.
Where had this monstrous genius come from?
Wait, and that Azure Flame...
"Master Fan, are you alright?" the guard captain came over and asked.
"I'm perfectly fine!" The bald Rune Grandmaster, Fan Tai Ning, jolted back to his senses. He grabbed the guard captain by the collar and urgently asked, "Who was that just now? Where did you find that Rune Grandmaster? No, he might be a Rune Grandmaster?"
"Ah... a Rune Grandmaster?" The guard captain did not mind Fan Tai Ning's rudeness. Hearing this, he was immediately stunned.
Wang Teng was a Rune Grandmaster?!
Impossible, right?
"Speak! Who is he?" Fan Tai Ning demanded.
"He is Lord Di Qi's guest. His name is Wang Teng. He calls himself a Rune Grandmaster, but I don't know his exact identity," the guard captain hurriedly replied.
Fan Tai Ning tossed him aside and chased after Wang Teng.
At that moment, Wang Teng had just shoved aside another tall, thin Rune Grandmaster and taken over the