A gentle breeze swept by, and Fang Yang's figure dissipated as he left the treasury.
At the core of the Changkong Armory, a white-haired old man in a vast, cyan robe stepped out from the shadows. He silently gazed at the spot where Fang Yang had just been.
Qing Zhao!
This white-haired old man was the former patriarch of the Qing clan.
At the same time, he also had extremely deep connections with Fang Nian and Zhang Chi.
Originally, he would not have come to guard the Changkong Armory.
But because Qingkong became a Saint, he felt that the Qing clan had a successor and voluntarily withdrew from worldly affairs to guard the armory.
Of course, there was another reason: his most beloved descendant, Qing Mang, would also be heading to the Thunder Saint Academy to cultivate, no longer needing him to arrange every little thing.
Qing Mang was just like him!
"Fang Yang, a young Great Saint, the Yimu Saint Spear... heh, truly a child of profound fortune."
