Rumble—!
Deafening explosions rang out one after another. Bald Bird's treasure vault from years ago began to collapse, blown apart by its own hand. Every spirit herb was destroyed by the killing formation's spiritual energy, some crushed beneath massive boulders.
The elders of the Qin Clan, along with the Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators from other factions, flew into a rage. They could only watch as Chen Fan and Bald Bird vanished aboard the Teleportation Array, while an enormous mountaintop above them was about to come crashing down.
"Forget it, let's go. All the valuable things have been destroyed. Only this pile of trash spirit herbs remains!" one cultivator said through gritted teeth. Looking at the remaining herbs with over a thousand years of age, he turned and left at once.
A few spirit herbs were not even worth one-thousandth of the Spirit Stones they had spent getting here. They had suffered a tremendous loss this time. He was hurrying away because he did not want too many people to see him, lest he become a laughingstock.
The three Qin Clan elders wore the darkest expressions, their gazes icy. They had arrived in great splendor, only to be frightened off by a fake formation. If word got out, the Qin Clan would lose all face.
Even the three outstanding Qin Clan prodigies who had arrived last were filled with fury and unwillingness. They had clearly had a chance to kill that bird and the young man in green robes, yet they had missed it in the end.
"Investigate! Find out that young man's identity! He dared snatch food from a tiger's jaws before the Qin Clan—I'll make him regret ever coming into this world!"
At this moment, in a desolate wilderness tens of thousands of miles away from Heaven