Above the surface of the lake.
Half of the old cultivator's body plunged into the water with a splash, spreading a large red stain.
Fang Xi reached out to grab the old cultivator's gourd artifact and Storage Bag, holding them in his hand, lost in thought.
The speed of the "Black Cloud Cap" was still too slow. If it weren't for the old cultivator's carelessness and overconfidence as he flew towards him, and if Fang Xi hadn't unexpectedly retreated, fooling his opponent, he might not have been able to get so close.
Otherwise, he would have had to use the "Flying Heaven Talisman."
This was also the disadvantage of a body cultivator, somewhat lacking in long-range attacks.
"Not just long-range attacks, but scouting as well!"
Fang Xi, leaning on his Dark Iron Sword, tried to probe the situation at the center of the battlefield but found that he couldn't do anything...
