"If I don't play big, how can I live up to those who keep an eye on me?"
A streak of green light pierced the sky, moving so fast that it left a trail of sonic booms in the air.
It was a young man dressed in a green robe, standing on a completely emerald treasure sword, with dense lightning entwined around its blade.
"Qinghe Holy Land's Gale."
Ling Xiao squinted.
"An outstanding Core Disciple. It's said his 'Green Thunder Sword Technique' has been cultivated to the Seventh Level."
Gu Sheng did not respond, merely watching the approaching streak of light in silence.
He could feel the sharp Sword Intent emanating from the other, its edge unrestrained.
"Not just him alone."
Gu Sheng suddenly spoke.
Sure enough, a red cloud appeared on the eastern horizon, and upon closer inspection, it was a red-clothed woman walking on air.
The long whip in her hand twisted, leaving a scorching trace in the air with every swing.
"Flame Princess of Heaven-Burning Valley."
Ling Xiao murmured.
