Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Azure sword light, a purple gourd, and a massive black sedan chair streaked through the sky at tremendous speed, letting out piercing shrieks as they tore through the air.
The gorgeous woman atop the azure sword light and the white-bearded, plump elder atop the purple gourd gave off little magical energy fluctuation. Clearly, this kind of flight through the air consumed very little of their true essence.
Yet not a trace of wind could be heard within the black sedan chair. The halo emitted by the black gemstone atop it not only kept the fierce high-altitude winds outside, but seemed to block out the piercing sounds of air being torn apart as well. The interior was spacious, with two soft couches laid out inside, both covered in white fox fur.
The white fox pelts spread over the two couches were without a single stray color. Their fur was long and soft, carrying a faint silvery sheen. They were clearly pelts from Silver Snow Foxes of the Extreme North. Such fur was not only soft and comfortable, but could also dispel rheumatism. If one suffered from rheumatism, one only needed to steam oneself with heat for half an hour each day before wrapping oneself in this Silver Snow Fox fur; within a few days, the illness would be cured. Pelts like these could only be found in the imperial palace or the residences of great generals guarding a region. In the mortal world, they were worth a fortune!
Two people sat upon the couches. One appeared to be around forty. He wore a black leather robe covered in silver runes, and a huge poisonous tumor grew from his forehead. His face was exceptionally vicious. Both hands tucked within his black robes, he said nothing, merely staring at the