"Fine, let it be as Fellow Daoist Yuanqing said." Xiao Hua nodded, looking utterly relaxed, as though he were about to swat a mosquito to death.
True Person Yuanqing was nowhere near as composed as Xiao Hua. He had heard of Fairy Xiangfeng's great reputation before and only felt that Xiao Hua was underestimating True Person Xiangtian too much. He had wanted to say a few more words, but seeing True Person Xiangtian and that unnamed Nascent Soul cultivator in the distance about to draw close, how could he dare delay? He hurriedly controlled his small halberd and flashed forward. He did not even dare transform into a rainbow, instead chasing after True Person Xiangtian. And when True Person Yuanqing took off in pursuit, a strange glint unexpectedly appeared in his eyes.
Yet True Person Yuanqing had only shot forward a little over a hundred zhang when several notes of a pipa suddenly rang out in midair! The pipa music was exceedingly strange, low and heavy like raindrops falling straight into one's heart. Then the raindrops seemed to swell to the size of buckets, crackling and popping without end. Within several breaths, the pipa music suddenly soared, like an eagle striking the skies, giving rise to the clangor of golden spears!
"Not good! The imperial formation has activated!!" Not only Xiao Hua—even the cultivators within several dozen li of the formation were jolted awake by this sound of war. Xiao Hua in particular found the true qi in his chest stirred by the indescribable pipa music. Before his eyes, he vaguely seemed to see iron horses roaring out of an icy river, their iron hooves instantly crushing space beneath them!
"Golden Spears and Iron Horses!!!" Xiao Hua steadied himself and immediately stabilized his true qi. His mind involuntarily turned to