The white-robed youth's right hand revealed a silver folding fan.
This silver folding fan shone brilliantly.
At a glance, it was clear that the materials used to create this silver folding fan were extraordinary.
Upon seeing the silver fan in the white-robed youth's hand, Old Bai, Wu Fengxian, remarked, "Qiankun Fan? Wasn't this crafted by Old Hei himself back in the day?"
Old Hei, Jiang Yuntian, also said, "Indeed, this is the Immortal Artifact Qiankun Fan I refined back then, and it's one of my proud creations, its grade closely approaching that of a high-grade Immortal Artifact, comparable to your Qingyun Sword."
"But I don't sense any trace of the Jiangs' bloodline from this guy. He's definitely not from our Jiang family, yet there's a familiar aura about him. Could it be...?"
Before Old Hei could finish his sentence.
The white-robed youth holding the Qiankun Fan suddenly disappeared, with sounds of cutting through the air continually echoing.
