Several days passed in the blink of an eye.
The veil separating the phantom of that ancient, boundless land from the skies of Cloud Province grew thinner and thinner.
Hum—
At one moment, every martial artist in the Cloudmist Territory whose cultivation had reached a certain level sensed something and looked up together.
A portion of that once-illusory ancient land had manifested, hanging in the sky!
Vast, primordial spiritual energy seeped down in fine strands.
"A corner of the Cloud Dream Ancient Land has fully manifested!"
Cries of astonishment and long shouts echoed through the city without end.
At the same time, across the Cloudmist Territory, one overwhelmingly powerful aura after another soared into the sky!
"Disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect, board the flying sword at once!"
From the western horizon, a burst of Sword Qi rang through the clouds.
The phantom of a Giant Sword a hundred yards long condensed out of thin air, azure clouds flowing across its surface.
Several thousand figures with sharp auras could faintly be seen standing atop it. At their head stood Xiao Wangsheng, first on the Wind and Cloud Ranking, dressed in scholar's robes with his hands clasped behind his back.
The Giant Sword's phantom blazed with light and carried them forward as an azure streak that tore across the sky, slamming into the waterlike barrier of space.
Ripples spread, and all the disciples vanished.
"Mystic Moon Pavilion, activate the formation!"
Almost simultaneously, a vast silver formation on the eastern side of Yunlan City roared to life.
Cool, moonlike radiance shot skyward from the formation and gathered into a pillar of light. It enveloped more than a dozen graceful figures, surged upward, and disappeared into the ancient land.
Streams of brilliant light crossed the sky like a meteor shower in reverse, a