Everyone wore shocked expressions, their mouths hanging open and eyes wide as they stared in the direction Chen Xiaofan had departed, unable to recover for a long time.
"How... how is that possible?"
"Who exactly is this person? He is actually this formidable!"
"Could he be some reclusive old monster?"
"Impossible. I've never heard of such a person in this world."
For a time, the crowd buzzed with discussion, all kinds of remarks flying about. But Chen Xiaofan could not be bothered with them at all. He simply turned and strode away.
After leaving, Chen Xiaofan did not immediately return home. Instead, he came to an immortal mountain.
Standing atop the peak, he looked down at the land beneath his feet and the clouds in the sky, and a surge of lofty pride rose within him.
"Since I have already embarked upon the path of cultivation, then I should seek out those immortals of legend!" Chen Xiaofan murmured, a trace of anticipation flashing in his eyes.
With that, he leaped into the air, landed on his flying sword, and began Sword Riding Flight.
Chen Xiaofan streaked through the sky at an astonishing speed, cutting across the heavens like lightning.
However, as he flew over a dense forest, he suddenly sensed some disturbance ahead.
Chen Xiaofan's heart stirred, and he promptly guided his flying sword in that direction.
Only when he drew near did he discover that it was a gigantic snake. Its entire body was covered in scales, and its appearance was exceedingly rugged and terrifying.
Chen Xiaofan was badly startled and instinctively took several steps back.
But just then, he suddenly noticed that the giant snake had a person clamped in its mouth.
That person struggled desperately inside the snake's jaws, crying for help and begging for mercy in