Golden Immortal Pavilion! Geng Xinghe's Little Business

Zhang Lingshan and Zhao Xingqiu teleported out of the Ice Immortal's great hall and saw a White-Browed Elder standing before them. He said, "Then let's go."

"Yes."

The two answered at once.

Zhang Lingshan noticed the confusion on Zhao Xingqiu's face. Clearly, even a head manager like Zhao Xingqiu had never met this Golden Immortal elder.

As expected, the Ice Chamber was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, with Golden Immortal experts as common as clouds.

They followed the White-Browed Elder out of the Ice Chamber and up to the surface. The White-Browed Elder beckoned with his right hand, and a long spear rose into the air.

"Come up."

The elder spoke indifferently, and with a whoosh, his whole person stood at the spearhead. Zhang Lingshan and Zhao Xingqiu hurried after him, standing at the middle and the tail respectively.

"Stand firm."

After giving that instruction, the elder controlled the long spear, and with a shrill whoosh, it shot away.

Zhao Xingqiu's body swayed slightly, but she was, after all, at Mysterious Immortal Perfection, and soon adjusted her stance and steadied herself again.

Zhang Lingshan, however, did not move at all. Inwardly, he thought, This really is a different sort of Flying Magic Treasure. It doesn't even have a single defensive Weapon Pattern. Standing on it is just being blasted by the wind—not comfortable in the least. It's far inferior to Xue Mingyang's flying ship from before, and not even as good as Yu Feihan's spherical Flying Magic Treasure.

Of course, it was also inferior to his, Zhang Lingshan's, Bronze Chariot Horse.

However, this long spear did have its advantages: it was fast—unimaginably fast.

With the strength of Zhang Lingshan's Immortal Divine Sense, at such speed, he could only capture the faintest traces being swept away by the wind.