At the edge of the crowd, Liu Jinshui had already silently retreated.
He casually dismantled the Formation he had previously set up. His own aura was perfectly concealed, but Li Xiaobai's aura was not covered at all and was completely exposed.
Looking at the large group of cultivators ahead, Liu Jinshui sneered, took a deep breath, and suddenly roared towards the sky.
"Goddamn it, it was that young cultivator in white clothes who stole my Space Ring, the one standing in front of the doors of the Thousand Buddha Temple, my ring still bears his aura!"
Upon hearing this, the other cultivators all turned their attention and simultaneously gazed at the young man in front of the Thousand Buddha Temple.
Li Xiaobai's face showed no expression; he had long anticipated this move from his fellow disciple.