Arriving in a flash, and departing just as quickly.
As Fang Min, Qing Wenxi, and the others watched, Fang Yang mounted his Frost Horse and led his subordinates away, his actions swift and resolute.
"I wonder what he'll have become by the next time we meet..." Chen Xing mused, his gaze fixed on the distant white-robed figure.
His words immediately plunged Chen Yuan, Qing Wenxi, and the others into deep thought.
'That's right. With his Slave Path techniques alone, Fang Yang is already strong enough to contend with a Tier Three expert.'
'And as for his even more formidable arts of lightning and fire... who could possibly know their true might?'
Very few people knew.
But they did know that Fang Yang's strength far surpassed that of the Hundred Beasts King.
After all, no matter how formidable the White Feathered Eagle and his other Pet Beasts were, they could never be stronger than Fang Yang, their master.
