Rustle, rustle!
The rain beat densely against the eaves, like silkworms gnawing mulberry leaves.
Mist rising in the courtyard continued to gather, yet made no sound at all.
Qiu Mingyuan and his men, lying in ambush outside, had not noticed a thing.
Everyone's expression darkened at the sight.
Every art relied on manipulating the Gangsha Two Qi between heaven and earth. Some disturbance was unavoidable in the process—howling Yin Wind and trembling ground, for instance, were both caused by the flow of Celestial Fiend Qi.
He had never seen such control in his life.
Soon, the mist gathered into a human form.
Its features were impossible to make out. From its build, however, one could vaguely tell it was an Old Woman leaning on a cane.
Li Yan narrowed his eyes and clenched his fist hard.
What he had feared most was that there might be more than one Earth Immortal on the other side. As it happened, that was exactly the worst-case scenario.
"Follow this old woman..."
The figure in the mist spoke in an aged voice, then let out a chilling laugh.
"If you can't keep up, the deal is off!"
Before the words had even faded, a column of water vapor shot into the air and flew into the distance at astonishing speed.
It was a strategy meant to catch them off guard.
Yet Kong Shangzhao had anticipated all of this.
Li Yan's expression grew solemn. He nodded to everyone, then surged forward, pushing off with his feet. With a single leap, he rose into the air. At the same time, he formed hand seals and used the North Emperor Swift Travel Technique. The armor horses already bound to his legs immediately began to heat up.
A gale erupted in the sky, and Li Yan's figure vanished