"So... so powerful!"
"I've long heard that Young Master Fang is a heaven-born genius of extraordinary strength, capable of defeating renowned seven-turn veterans at such a young age. Now I see the rumors were true."
"Without strength like that, how could he have defeated three fellow cultivators working together in one go, and won so easily?"
"Those three were no match for him at all!"
"The gap was simply too great..."
Seeing Fang Qianyuan suddenly erupt into action and finish off his opponents with such clean efficiency, the others all sucked in a breath of cold air, deeply shaken.
Along with their shock came an unavoidable measure of anxiety.
The disparity in strength between Earth Rank Spirit Tamers could be enormous, as could the effects of their surroundings and the ways their powers countered one another. Without a means of responding, it was entirely conceivable that everyone present could attack together and still be no match for him.
That made everyone understand that seizing the treasure by force was no longer feasible.
"Hmph. I'll repay today's gift handsomely another day. Farewell!" Fan Yuntang was decisive as well. His face alternated between red and white, but after a moment of shame, he cupped his hands, turned, and left.
Crack! Crack!
Kang Long and Li Yulou finally broke free of the ice and emerged, panting heavily, their faces filled with alarm and uncertainty.
Sealed inside, they had been invaded by the cold, which had nearly frozen the blood in their veins.
Fang Qianyuan seemed to have mixed the black wind's power into it. Not only could it freeze the body, but its wind and frost could also penetrate the bones, bringing an unrelenting, sinister chill. Thus, even after they broke free, its lingering force had yet to fade.
Even Fan Yuntang had