Changqingzi snorted. He raised a hand and made a grabbing motion toward the sky.
A dark cloud gathered in the previously clear sky in an instant.
With a rushing splash, fist-sized balls of water fell from the sky, striking the young man who had just spoken squarely in the face and drenching him to the bone.
"An... an immortal!"
Uncle Qin, one of the Resort's old hands, felt his knees buckle. He dropped straight to the ground and kowtowed with resounding thumps.
That set off a chain reaction. A whole swath of people dropped to their knees.
Watching the scene, Chen Lin silently scoffed. This old rascal is wasting his talents by not making special-effects blockbusters in Hollywood.
Still, it wasn't quite enough.
Chen Lin flicked his wrist.
Shing!
A clear, ringing sword cry echoed across the entire gathering.
The Cloudborne Sword shot out of his Storage Ring, its azure light swelling as it instantly transformed into a massive sword more than two meters long and hovered beside his feet.
Chen Lin stepped onto the blade.
Boom!
A shock wave burst outward. Chen Lin became a streak of azure light and shot into the sky.
Sword qi left a long trail through the air, tearing a huge opening straight through the white mist overhead.
He circled dozens of meters above the ground at tremendous speed, then plunged like a meteor before coming to a steady hover in the air above Changqingzi.
If Changqingzi riding the wind embodied an immortal's ethereal grace,
then Chen Lin's sword flight was the ultimate display of brutal beauty and visual impact.
At that, even the young people who were still standing completely lost their composure.
In the crowd, Chen Qianqian jumped up and down, her pretty face flushed as she screamed at the top of