"This... wouldn't be appropriate, would it, True Person?"
At any other time, Jiang Yang would have thought he had misheard. How could he ever dare imagine riding atop a True Person's head? Yet from True Person Xuanyan's tone, he seemed not to mind.
"Enough, stop prattling. Get up here."
The great cat truly wasn't merely being polite. He immediately bared his teeth and swept out a gust of chill wind.
Jiang Yang felt the world spin around him. When he regained his senses, he was already nestled in fluffy fur, with two upright, furry ears on either side. He hastily sat up straight, careful not to move about.
With Jiang Yang aboard, Xuan Yan wasted no time. A push of his paws brought a dark shroud enveloping his body, and he carried Jiang Yang into the Great Void.
The Great Void was dark, remote, and utterly silent.
Yet as Xuan Yan employed his divine powers to travel through it, he was quieter still than the Great Void itself. Only a faint candlelight glimmered. His movements seemed divorced from reality, slipping through the gaps without touching spirit vigor at all.
This movement art was not merely fast: wherever the light shone, he shifted there. It was wondrous indeed.
Perhaps because he had been unable to move about for so long, True Person Xuanyan was far more spirited than usual, and began explaining softly:
"My divine power is ill-suited to battle, but is naturally gifted at concealment and flight. With a wisp of Cloud Veil of Night draped over my shoulders, so long as the candlelight remains lit, I needn't fear being discovered."
This was also why Xuan Yan had specifically placed Jiang Yang on his body. Pressed close to his divine power, Jiang Yang could deceive heaven and cross the sea