The cultivators nearby all showed looks of admiration. Hearing of someone was not as good as meeting them in person; they had long heard that Floating Cloud Valley's Fairy in the Clouds possessed both beauty and talent, and now it proved to be no empty fame.
Some coveted Qin Yan's beauty, while others envied her magical power beyond measure. They had heard that this woman had cultivated for less than four years, yet she had already reached the great completion of the Spirit Movement Stage.
Facing all manner of greedy, complicated gazes, Qin Yan remained unmoved. Yet the next moment, her pretty face changed color. Turning to someone on her right, she cried, "Watch out!"
"What?"
The cultivator froze, still dazed and unable to react before he suddenly felt a chill at his neck. Then he saw his own body falling backward.
"What's going on?" It had happened so quickly that, even at the moment of death, he had not realized someone had already taken his head.
Blood sprayed across the sky. The nearby cultivators were all terrified. The enemy had struck as swiftly as thunder and lightning; before their divine senses could catch any information, they had already been ambushed. Could it be a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator?
"This girl's cultivation is quite good. She actually saw through my attack."
"Hmph, Fairy in the Clouds—just a Spirit Movement Stage disciple. What grand boasts is Floating Cloud Valley making?"
Amid the call-and-response voices, a mass of blood-colored escape light flew close. As the glow dispersed, it revealed four figures.
After using the Spirit Eye Technique to inspect their opponents' cultivation, the surviving cultivators' faces turned exceedingly grim.
"Harp Boy, Flute Boy, keep up the attacks."
Xiang Wu turned and gave the order, then brought out his Spirit Tool: a