It was natural to clean up the battlefield after killing the enemy.
Fang Yuan himself was an expert in this aspect. Gold Ingot also gave some pointers, ensuring that all traces pointing to him were gone.
After that, he hid in a corner and concentrated on his cultivation.
Not long after, a white light flickered from the sky and appeared midair. It looked like a small boat approaching at a very fast speed. Some people jumped down from it. The first person had a youthful face, white hair, the figure of a boy, and was wearing colorful feather clothes, but his aura was terrifying.
"An Immortal who transcended the lightning tribulation?"
Fang Yuan rubbed his finger and hid the white jade ring elsewhere.
When he saw Mo He and Wu Qi beside the Immortal, his eyes shone, and he ran out. "Greetings to Master, Immortal!"