At this moment, experts from the East Mountain Province Daoist Alliance were stepping out of their vehicles, observing the sky-high phenomenon with Primordial Spirit Observation, and showing strange expressions one after another.
"Zhang Fan... it must be Zhang Fan..."
Wei Qingsong's heart pounded wildly. Such a fire technique, blatant and open, must be the orthodox of the Profound Sect; the first answer that jumped to mind was Zhang Fan.
"Could he have found Hai Pig? No wonder he is the heir of the White Crane Temple..."
Wei Qingsong clenched his fists tightly, increasingly certain that this profound cultivator, who was adept in White Crane Dao Skill, was indeed the legendary Li Changgeng.
"Go, speed up, floor the gas pedal." Wei Qingsong waved his hand, not daring to show any sign of negligence.
He knew this was his great opportunity.
Rumble...
