While standing on the cliff, Li Yunmu could see a jungle underneath as far as his eye could see. There was a thick layer of clouds before him, extending like an ocean into the distance. Not far away, a few red-crowned cranes were flying with people riding on their backs. When Li Yunmu looked around, the figures sitting on the red-crowned cranes also sensed his existence.
The red-crowned cranes, which were originally flying toward the west, changed direction and aimed for the cliff. In the blink of an eye, a small group of red-crowned cranes descended on the ground. A few young taoists leapt down from them. They all had swords on their backs.
A youth who acted as their leader carefully observed Li Yunmu and suspiciously asked with a frown, "Are you someone from Asura Clan?"
"Do you know the appearance of Asura Clan's people?"
