"If he wasn't an immortal, how could he ride the clouds?" Huang Cheng said enviously, watching Yellow-toothed Old Man's graceful figure drift through the air.
Only then did Tang Xue turn around and look toward the sky. The sight left her dumbstruck too.
Chen Fan remained calm. He knew this was a technique. Once water-element cultivators reached the Golden Core Realm, their True Essence Power became so vast that they could turn the spiritual energy in the air into water mist, lift themselves into the sky, and ride upon it. It looked just like riding the clouds, graceful and elegant, but in truth, it was slower than ordinary flying implements, let alone the sword flight of a sword cultivator.
Just as Chen Fan had guessed, Yellow-toothed Old Man was a Golden Core Realm powerhouse from Shu Mountain. He must have been heading back to his own peak, which meant he had to fly over the Ninth Peak to reach the Eighth Peak. Yet despite being a sword cultivator from Shu Mountain, he had insisted on making a grand, solemn entrance, even gathering clouds around himself to project an air of immortal refinement. Chen Fan was a little surprised; this was the first time he had seen Yellow-toothed Old Man like this.
"Boom!"
Just then, a small patch of light in the sky flickered, and a dull rumble rang out.
Chen Fan froze. Yellow-toothed Old Man had flown headfirst into the formation between the Ninth Peak and the Eighth Peak. The clouds beneath his feet instantly scattered, and he plummeted straight down like a kite with its strings cut.
"Huh? The old immortal fell out of the sky?" Huang Cheng cried, pointing at Yellow-toothed Old Man.
"Was he stopped by the formation? The Shu Mountain seniors should all have Jade Tokens.