Confused footsteps followed closely behind.
A group of white-robed monks rushed over.
Fang Zhixing stood unmoving, focusing on his own cultivation.
Seeing this, Xigou immediately bared his teeth and roared.
"Woof! Woof!"
The ferocity of a Fifth Level Mutant Beast should not be underestimated, Xigou's fierce appearance, a vision of malevolence!
The group of monks changed color in astonishment, stopping in their tracks, not daring to approach.
Soon, a few more people walked over.
The leaders were three warrior monks from Wanfa Temple, naturally three of the four Guardian Monks.
Jingren!
Jing Mo!
Jing Cang!
The three warrior monks' gazes slightly condensed as they carefully scrutinized Fang Zhixing and Xigou.
By then, many more people were rushing over.
Three from Lian Quan, five from the Heavenly Master Sect led by Yun Songzi, scholars like Yang Baiqi, and others, arrived in succession.
All eyes solely focused on Fang Zhixing...
And on the bulging knapsack beside him!
