This form was only an empty likeness, though, and not just anyone could create it.
Fu Feng Zhenren was quite interested in anyone in the Great Qi Dynasty who could conjure up such a form.
He planned to approach and exchange a few friendly words with the person, while seeing if he could draw them into the Dao Alliance's camp.
He acted as soon as the thought occurred to him. Rather than charge over recklessly, he cautiously approached with his disciple.
But when they came near the towering figure that reached straight into the heavens and saw its somewhat familiar silhouette, he hesitated for a long while before finally stopping.
Tang Songyuan quietly followed behind. Seeing his usually carefree master halt with such unusual caution, he teased him with a smile. "Master, don't tell me that after Brother Luo taught you a lesson, you've become timid and hesitant?"
"Bullshit! When have I ever been timid?"
Fu Feng Zhenren rolled up his wide sleeves and smacked his Registered Disciple on the head. "I'm not even afraid of Senior Sister. Why would I fear some unknown martial artist?"
After saying that, he forced himself to take a few more steps forward. But before he had gone far, he stopped again. "I'm only worried about disturbing this fellow cultivator's practice."
"Songyuan, you should know that a martial artist breaking through must never be disturbed. Otherwise, the best outcome is that both sides fight to the death."
"Then, Master, should we go and greet this senior in advance?"
Tang Songyuan was curious about how another expert had suddenly appeared in the Great Qi Dynasty. He was itching to find out, curiosity plain in his eyes.
"Fine, let's go."
Fu Feng Zhenren pretended to straighten his slightly rumpled daoist robe, then patted the topknot on