Gliding through the void, as if a banished immortal had descended to the mortal realm.
This was the appearance of a martial artist of the Middle Third Rank when they exhibited their Qinggong. They didn't need to care about the complex terrain or the obstruction of crowds, and their speed would undoubtedly be much faster. Despite the distance of more than two thousand miles from Xi Dingzhou City to Fufeng County City, Wang Anfeng had taken less than two hours to glimpse the two hundred-feet-tall towers rising into the sky in the distance.
The overhanging eaves lifted up, beneath which golden bells dangled.
Below the bells, red silk ribbons danced in the wind, layer upon layer, blazing like fierce flames.
A majestic aura rushed to meet him.
A trace of distraction flickered in Wang Anfeng's eyes.
