Crash!
Two sounds like silk being torn suddenly rang out from within the clouds.
Looking closely, one would discover that two Sword Immortals were riding sword light, flying side by side.
Only those who could merge with their swords and enter and leave the azure heavens were true Sword Immortals!
By comparison, Cloud Rain Daoist was not even worthy of carrying their shoes.
One of those sword lights was scarlet, majestic and imposing; the other was like water, filled with the bleak chill of autumn.
If Fang Xi were struck by such sword light, it would be far more serious than merely being locked in battle for a long time. Unless he used his trump cards, he might truly have his head severed by a single sword stroke. No Martial Arts could withstand it.
Within the scarlet sword light was a red-robed boy. He had a tigerish, innocent face, two patches of rouge on his cheeks, and an adorably naive appearance. When he saw a strand of purple qi shooting into the sky, he cried out happily, "Found him! Our Martial Uncle's reincarnation really is here!"
"Martial Uncle has cultivated bitterly for ten lifetimes. In his previous life, he attained the loose immortal merit and fruit, tempering his entire Cauldron fleshly body until it was nearly perfect. Now that he has returned from reincarnation, he may well have hope of attaining the Earth Immortal Merit... All he needs is to perfect his External Merit in the future and ascend to the heavenly realm, where he can enjoy freedom forever."
The one controlling the sword light like autumn water was a girl of sixteen, wearing a green ruqun and a pink sash. This made her waist seem even more like a slender willow, while she stood tall and graceful. At this