Before anyone could react, Fang Xiao reappeared in his original spot in an instant.
It was as though he had never left at all.
As everyone stood baffled, Fang Xiao swept his sleeve, and more than a dozen items flew out, hovering in the air one after another.
Everyone's pupils constricted at the sight, and they instinctively looked toward the tables before them.
The cup of Spirit Tea that had been sitting on each of their tables had vanished without a trace at some unknown moment.
And what Fang Xiao had produced was none other than the Spirit Tea from their tables.
But it was not over yet.
Before their astonished eyes, Fang Xiao swept up the Spirit Tea and vanished into space once more.
In the same blink of an eye, Fang Xiao appeared again.
Yet the Spirit Tea had already returned to its original place. Even so, none of them had noticed in the slightest how Fang Xiao had sent it back.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, was that a spatial teleportation technique?!"
"I have also witnessed similar spatial teleportation techniques, but in terms of intricacy, they fall far short of Fellow Daoist Fang's teleportation art. In those two instances, I did not sense the slightest spatial fluctuation. It seems Fellow Daoist Fang is also exceptionally adept in the Dao of space."
Fang Xiao had actually taken the objects before them without a sound, right before this group of Spirit Transformation cultivators, and none of them had discovered it.
Given their experience, it could only have been either a spatial teleportation technique or an illusion art.
However, quite a few people present had cultivated spirit-eye techniques. It was impossible for the latter to leave them unable to see even the slightest clue. Thus, it could only have been a spatial