This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

The next morning, Wang Jingshu left Dahuang City.

Soaring through the nine heavens on a sword, I flew towards the desolate ancient mountains.

In order to conserve energy to deal with emergencies, Wang Jingshu did not fly at full speed.

Standing on the sword-like body, with a wisp of water fluttering around, it's like a celestial being riding the wind.

The sword hilt has a long, purple-gold tail trailing behind it, making it look extremely mysterious.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​clouds behind us began to churn and surge.

It seemed that some enormous creature was rapidly approaching from within the sea of ​​clouds.

Wang Jingshu quickly stepped aside, glancing warily behind her.

She only realized that the enormous thing was a huge flying boat the moment it burst out of the sea of ​​clouds.

Judging from the flags hanging on the flying boat, it should be a group from the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Wang Jingshu frowned slightly, about to turn and leave.

"Young lady, are you heading to the Central Plains of China?"

Suddenly a voice called out from the flying boat. Turning around, they saw that it was indeed Cang Que, the holy son of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Wang Jingshu ignored him, turned the direction of her sword tip, and gradually moved away from the flying boat.

On the flying boat, Cang Que, standing by the ship's side, sighed helplessly. Such an arrogant and extraordinary woman was truly a rare sight in the world.

"Holy Son, it's best not to provoke this person."

A voice behind him startled Cang Que, who turned around and found that it was Ye Yuan, the Qingyun Patriarch.

Cang Que immediately bowed and said:

"Greetings, Ancestor..."

Ye Yuan watched Wang Jingshu gradually disappear into the distance, his eyes filled with a somewhat obscure and unreadable expression.

Seeing Wang Jingshu gracefully flying through the air on her sword, Ye Yuan couldn't help but feel a bit shocked.

Without a doubt, this must be a new type of kendo.

A sword style that is very different from the sword styles of the Xuanhuang Great World in the past.

Controlling a longsword with divine thought is something any Earth Immortal can do.

But even Ye Yuan, who had lived for over three hundred years, had never heard of such a perfect harmony, such agility, and such speed between man and sword.

With his discerning eye, it was easy to see that the sword's flight was not driven by martial arts qi, but by an extremely mysterious method. It seemed to be based on Wang Jingshu's will, constantly absorbing and exhaling the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, achieving such agile and rapid flight through the transformation between the person and the sword.

Ye Yuan immediately thought that if this method were used in combat, it would be useful.

Even from dozens of miles away, one could probably fight an enemy with just a sword, and its power would not be weaker than if it were held in hand.

"Could this be the sword-wielding tradition of Li Daoxuan's lineage?"

"What kind of sect is the Daoist school?"

Ye Yuan gradually felt a growing sense of apprehension.

This sect is so mysterious; I've never heard of it before, it's as if it appeared out of thin air.

But the master and disciple pair that this sect has revealed so far are so extraordinary, it's simply unbelievable.

"Ancestor, what...do you mean by that?"

Cang Que's words interrupted Ye Yuan's thoughts.

Turning his gaze away from Cang Que, the young and promising holy son looked utterly bewildered.

Ye Yuan sighed and said in a low voice:

"She is extraordinary, her master is even more extraordinary, and he is not very friendly to our Qingyun Sword Sect."

Cang Que was taken aback upon hearing this and was about to ask another question when Ye Yuan had already turned around and returned to the cabin.

He stood there, lost in thought.

"Not on good terms with the Azure Cloud Sword Sect? In this Li Province, who else has the right to be at odds with the Holy Sect?"

Cang Que's heart jolted as he thought of what had happened to the Holy Sect a few years ago.

He was still in seclusion at the time, and only heard about it after he came out of seclusion.

"Could it be... that she is actually Li Daoxuan's disciple?"

Cang Que's expression was extremely complex.

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, his hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the railing of the ship.

Just then, Cang Que seemed to sense something.

"All disciples, listen to my command: be on high alert..."

At this moment, Ye Yuan's voice rang out, and the flying boat was instantly covered by a light blue transparent shield.

Cang Que's expression tightened.

Looking at Ye Yuan, who was already standing at the bow of the ship, he asked:

"Grandmaster, what happened?"

Ye Yuan's gaze was solemn as he looked into the distance and said:

"I didn't expect to encounter these things so soon after entering the Desolate Ancient Mountains..."

Cang Que followed his gaze, and his heart gradually grew heavy.

In his divine sense, it seemed that countless powerful beings were approaching.

A young disciple on the flying boat, on his first outing, asked nervously:

"What is this?"

Ye Yuan said in a low voice:

"The flying beasts in the Ancient Wilderness Mountains... it seems we've encountered a pack..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of dazzling sword lights suddenly burst forth from the distant horizon.

With the sword energy crisscrossing, even the floating clouds were scattered.

"There are people fighting..."

The disciples on the boat exclaimed in surprise.

Cang Que's expression changed slightly.

"It's her, she ran into a horde of monsters..."

Because of the obscuring clouds, the herd of strange beasts was still nowhere to be seen.

But everyone on the ship could feel the power of those sword energies erupting, and couldn't help but marvel at how terrifying the woman's strength was.

Ji Heng, in particular, was already pale-faced and filled with fear.

Wang Jingshu's strength is far greater than that of the Ji family patriarch.

Finally, the airship pierced through the clouds and saw a battle taking place in the distance.

In an instant, all the disciples except Ye Yuan were stunned and their eyes were filled with shock.

Across the distance, about several dozen miles ahead, a large expanse of crimson clouds could be seen.

But upon closer inspection, it wasn't a cloud at all; it was clearly a red cloud formed by countless strange beasts circling in mid-air.

Even with a rough estimate, the number is estimated to be in the hundreds of thousands.

Within those crimson clouds, a golden stream of light flashed continuously.

With each flash, hundreds or even thousands of strange beasts fell from the sky, staining the heavens with blood.

"It's the Crimson Demon Bat! Quick, turn around and get out of here..."

Ye Yuan recognized the beast's true nature with just one glance and immediately ordered the flying boat to change direction and leave.

The disciple controlling the flying boat dared not delay and immediately took control of the boat to fly away.

The disciple, seeing this scene for the first time, couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Grandmaster, is this Crimson Demon Bat very powerful?"

Ye Yuan's expression was solemn.

"One or two is nothing, but these things appear in tens or hundreds of thousands each time, and they are extremely bloodthirsty and fearless."

"Unless you can kill them all, they will keep chasing you. Once their numbers reach a certain level, even an Earth Immortal will be worn down... Run..."

The disciples' expressions changed drastically; they no longer dared to be curious and only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible...

Cang Que, however, kept his eyes fixed on the distant sky, his hands gripping the gunwale tightly, his knuckles white.

"Grandmaster, can she... hold on?"

Cang Que said in a low voice.

Ye Yuan glanced back and said calmly:

"At this scale, unless a miracle occurs..."

Cang Que's body trembled, and he said nothing more.

Just as Ye Yuan turned to leave, a sword cry resounded through the sky, and Cang Que flew directly out of the flying boat, heading towards the red cloud.