Cloud Wandering Elder could be considered to have died with resignation.
But where was the opportunity for the revival of the Cloud Peak Immortal Palace that the Guest-Welcoming Boy had spoken of?
Jiang Wang did not immediately search the corpse of Cloud Wandering Elder; instead, he stood up, drew his long sword in one fluid motion, and looked toward Dou Mian.
He had released Dou Mian at the same time he had let go of Cloud Wandering Elder.
Dou Mian did not know that the power of Chiyun Mountain was limited; he only assumed Jiang Wang was fearless because he had something to rely on. Seeing Jiang Wang look over, he raised the blade in his hand: "Well? Are you going to give me a chance for a fair fight as well?"
Just as Jiang Wang was about to speak, the corpse of Cloud Wandering Elder underwent a change.
Clouds surged from the top of his head, rapidly condensing.
As the cloud formed, the corpse of Cloud Wandering Elder withered and dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, nothing remained on the spot but a skeleton covered by a straw raincoat, clean and bare. Jiang Wang no longer needed to search the body, for it was all laid out before him, and it appeared there was nothing left.
Yet that little cloud became even whiter and softer, with a faint spiritual light.
It was as if it had absorbed everything from the corpse to nourish itself. However, it did not give off an evil feeling; it felt like a principle, a cycle. Much like the alternation of the sun and moon, or the rising and falling of the tides.
Once this cloud had fully formed, it seemed to be drawn by some force and drifted toward