Crackle...

When the white-haired man took a step forward, white cracks under his feet quickly spread to Fan Zisang’s feet like a spider web, and a white dragon phantom was looming up.

Seeing the white dragon phantom, First Elder couldn’t help showing a surprised look. Then he looked at the white-haired man with more admiration in his eyes.

“This guy is usually too steady to be a young man. Unexpectedly, today he shows off in front of Fan Zisang. ...