"Monster, it really is you..."
When Fang Xing answered those words, Lü Fengxian's expression became ferocious, and he shouted sharply. In fact, even if Fang Xing hadn't answered, he had already guessed Fang Xing's identity. Who else in this world knows the Three Ultimate Scriptures and can pass them on to others? Precisely because of this, his expression twisted, veins bulging on his neck, filled with indescribable shock and anger, his hands and feet trembling with fury...
"He stole his Ruins?"
This conversation was heard clearly by the cultivators beside the white-jade staircase, their hearts were slightly stunned.
In their eyes, there was an added hint of doubt when they looked at Fang Xing.
Who exactly is this person?
