Black Ji and Bai Ji looked up. Beneath an invisible pressure, the dense clouds scattered. Divine light pierced the sky, and flecks of golden radiance rained down, lending a faint glow even to the spreading black clouds.
High in the heavens stood a tower ship resembling a celestial palace of jade and gold. Five-colored splendor wreathed it, shimmering with unfathomable light.
"The Five-Colored Sail Master!"
Bai Ji recognized the newcomer at a glance.
As the Separation Sentiment Lineage Palace Master, a powerhouse who had cultivated six divine abilities, there were few people in the entire Wu Dynasty worthy of her attention.
The Five-Colored Sail Master was unquestionably one of them.
Over the past three years, the Five-Colored Sail Master's open and covert struggles with the Cihang Pure Altar had repeatedly sent the latter retreating with its feathers shorn. How could the major powers not take notice?
But first, the Five-Colored Sail Master's origins were mysterious, his background unknown. Second, divine ability practitioners lived for a thousand years, and the long-lived had the leisure that came with longevity. Thus, they had all maintained a wait-and-see attitude, in no hurry to intervene, recruit him, or target him.
In the eyes of many, once the Cihang Pure Altar's foremost powerhouses acted, or Venerable Pudu freed his hands, the Five-Colored Sail Master would not be able to keep stirring up trouble for long.
Now, however, Bai Ji understood that this notion could not have been more mistaken.
Her gaze swept over Zhu Lingzi and the others lying on the ground. Terror rose in her eyes, while towering waves surged through her heart.
Not one of these five was an ordinary divine ability practitioner.
Even the weakest had attained six divine abilities, just like her, and three had cultivated seven-grand divine ability practitioners in the