The old man was thin and shriveled. His head was slightly big, and he had several locks of hair trailing down from it. There was red in his eyes, and there was also a fierce glare shining in them. Once he appeared, he sprawled down on the ground and did not move.

Only after a moment did he get up and look around himself carefully. He stared at the blade of grass with three leaves on the one thousand feet tall tree, and a brilliant glint shone in his eyes.

He moved, and in an instant, he appeared nearby. He lifted his right hand, then swiftly seized the ground. Immediately, his fingers sank into the earth. When he closed his eyes, Su Ming felt a light shudder traveling through the ground.

Su Ming's eyes sparkled. The body of the supreme body he controlled at that moment had blended with the area around him. He was confident that he would not be found so easily. After all, this treasure was created by a Sublime Noble. It was not something that could be seen through by a normal Mast