Lu Qing's Flying Boat hovered in midair.
Rainwater streamed all around, yet the inside of the Flying Boat remained dry, untouched by the damp chill of rain.
Though no rainwater clung to Lu Qing's body, he still habitually cast a Cleansing Art on himself after entering the boat.
Ever since leaving and arriving in Water Province, where water surrounded every side amid marshes, forests, and wildlands, the water-related spells he cultivated became even more powerful when used here. That was because this place itself possessed superb timing and terrain.
Added to a Cultivator's own human harmony, this was undoubtedly an incomparably vast Blessed Land for cultivators of the path of water.
The air was saturated with moisture. After Lu Qing flew away from that battlefield, the blazing heat was smothered beneath the cold rain falling from the high vault of heaven.
With the two cycling against one another, and layer upon layer of icy snowfields forming an outer barrier, it was no wonder the invasion had not spread across a wide area around the Great Marsh.
Lu Qing pondered for a moment, then counted on his fingers. He discovered that this mission had kept him busy for more than a month altogether.
Traveling and flying took time, comparing maps and clearing Killing Intent took time, and naturally, Lu Qing had also set aside time for his daily cultivation without fail, come rain or shine.
When he calculated it that way, the days had passed amid busyness. Immersed in that state, Lu Qing had not felt that time was passing particularly quickly.
He raised his head and looked north of the Great Marsh. In that direction lay the region he had heard about before arriving here—the Phoenix-Tail Water Kingdom.
Thinking of the strange auras he had sensed before, as well as