Above Yangrang Mountain, a mass of profound, primordial qi drifted in the air. Globes of water and tongues of flame surged and chased one another above and below it, like shoals of carp at play, dazzlingly brilliant and imposing beyond compare.
Chen Wei looked up in awe and saw a handsome Daoist in a lacquered crown and hempen robes, his broad sleeves loosely gathered, turn toward him and nod with a smile.
"Eldest Brother..."
The Daoist upon the clouds had eyes like dots of lacquer, a figure like a jade tree, and broad sleeves that hung and fluttered.
His face looked exceedingly young, yet he possessed a magnificent dignity, like an immortal, inspiring involuntary reverence.
Without further hesitation, Chen Wei hastily bowed to the ground, excitement and delight showing on his face.
"We are hardly strangers. Why stand on such ceremony?"
Chen Xiangxian looked Chen Wei over and raised a hand to lift him from afar, speaking with a kindly expression.
In an instant, the clouds within a thousand miles of Midheaven rippled and drew inward, and every extraordinary manifestation vanished.
Seeing this, Chen Wei knew the two must have important matters to discuss.
Moreover, it was a great killing art, exceptionally adept at attacking enemies!
Its standing in the Xiantian Demon Sect was equivalent to that of the twelve Divine Abilities under the North Pole lineage or the Shangqing True Talismans within the Grand Talisman Palace. Only True Disciples could learn it!
Although a lustrous radiance of power covered Chen Xiangxian's body, pure and immaculate.
As Dao Lord Fu Yu gazed at Chen Xiangxian, however, he fell silent briefly before shaking his head.
"Xiangxian, although you have now remade your body, your grave injuries have yet to heal. Why take such risks?"
*First the regent crown prince of Void