The distance between the town and White Crane Immortal City was not short, a full twenty miles. It would take Han Yi, flying on his sword at full speed, roughly the time of a small incense stick to cover this distance.
To ordinary people, the time of a small incense stick would be so short as to be almost negligible.
But in the eyes of cultivators, a lot could happen during the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The situation on the battlefield can change in an instant, and just a moment is enough to possibly turn the tides, let alone the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
So, after taking to the skies again, Han Yi didn't hesitate to consume his Spiritual Sea power and his Sea of Consciousness, Divine Souls, pushing forward at the fastest speed possible.
A streak of light, like a bullet, shot up into the sky and traced a parabolic arc towards White Crane City.
