Home!

The cold wind howled.

Ten thousand fathoms above the ground.

The atmosphere was somewhat strange.

Zhao Zhongliu exchanged a glance with the imperial High Ancestor. Without another word, they immediately probed her aura.

Jiang Yuechu stood in the air and offered no resistance.

A moment later.

The imperial High Ancestor beside him nodded slightly. "She is indeed in the Lotus-Seeding Realm."

At those words.

Zhao Zhongliu nodded instinctively.

So it was a Spirit Imprint.

Then that explained... like hell it did!!!

Yes!

Spirit Imprints came in all manner of strange forms. Some granted boundless strength, while others allowed people to command fire or use Water Manipulation.

Obtaining a means of flying from one was hardly unheard of.

But the problem was... that streak of golden light had been swift as lightning, charging with the force of rolling thunder.

It could not possibly have been a technique someone in the Lotus-Seeding Realm could wield.

Zhao Zhongliu drew a deep breath and pointed at Jiang Yuechu, his finger trembling.

"Girl, don't try to hoodwink this old man."

"I've lived a great many years and heard of countless Spirit Imprints."

"Whether it's the Wind-Thunder Leopard Imprint, which sprouts wings from your sides, or the Azure Luan Imprint, which excels at commanding the wind."

"At most, they let someone in the Lotus-Seeding Realm stay airborne briefly, or glide a few dozen li."

"But that speed of yours just now..."

"Even if I gave it everything I had and rode my flight light, I'm afraid I'd still be eating dust behind you!"

Beside him, the imperial High Ancestor's expression was equally grave.

Indeed.

Even a Burning Lamp Realm Martial Sage who was unskilled in flight techniques would probably fail to catch this girl in a contest of pure flying speed.

But then he recalled how,