"Today, my fate has ended!"
Wang Yi'an's eyes narrowed slightly, gripping the Spirit Beast Bag in his hand.
"Uncle Fu is a Class IV... He should be able to do it, right?"
"But let's wait until they get closer."
He only knew that Fu was very powerful as a Fourth-Order Spirit Beast, but he wasn't quite clear about just how powerful he was.
The Golden Core puppet cultivators quickly surrounded them, and the Treasure-hunting Team also rapidly closed in.
Wang Yi'an's Spiritual Sense tightly monitored the Golden Core puppets around him.
Mana pulsed slightly in his hands.
Meanwhile, in his heart, he was silently counting down:
"Three... two... "
At that moment,
Wang Yi'an suddenly noticed a shadow overhead, swiftly enveloping everyone below.
His gaze instinctively shot upwards.
He saw a colossal white dragon circling in the sky.
Upon the glowing scales of the white dragon, a white-clothed female cultivator with a frosty expression stood.
"That princess from the Qin Family?!"