Over there, the members of Ji's Faction were plotting to seize Fang Xing's fortune, while here, amidst the abyssal grand formation, a cloud of fire interwoven with strands of golden light flashed, and a fierce bird and a mysterious youth swiftly emerged from the chasm, hovering in mid-air. The youth appeared to be a slender boy, and the fierce bird exuded an air of malevolence. Without a doubt, it was Fang Xing and the Flying Roc Demonic King.
"Fang... Chief Xing, you've emerged!"
Upon seeing Fang Xing, Hentian Ning and the Eight Golden Pill Servants immediately brightened, calling out to him with a hesitating look.
Seeing her expression and then noticing the members of Ji's Faction guarding several directions with the people of the Hentian clan positioned at the center, Fang Xing immediately understood the intentions of the various clan leaders and inwardly sneered. The Flying Roc Demonic King's earlier guess was indeed correct.
