In the distant horizon, several streaks of light were rushing toward Zhao You Heavenly Pond.
Leading the group was a man with crimson hair and eyebrows, adorned with a Fish Tail Crown on his head and clad in a Yin Yang Purple Cloud Daoist Robe. A Long Tassel Magic Sword hung at his waist. As he flew, fragments of clouds shimmered around him, with rainbows shooting in all directions. Behind him, several others stood atop the mist, however, traces of worry flickered on their faces. One of them spoke hesitantly: "Uncle, do you think we can make it in time?"
The red-haired Daoist's face darkened as he glanced ahead, remaining silent. Seeing his expression, those behind him immediately grew cautious, lowering themselves into uneasy quiet.
