As the voice reverberated throughout the river, the passengers watched as—

A swift and extraordinary fire-plumed crane soared over the horizon. It was so quick, it looked like a streak of red lightning.

A man in dark robes sat on its back. He was middle-aged, and although he showed no sign of anger, he was imposing. He had a sheathed sword strapped to his back, and its tassels fluttered in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the man and his crane reached them.

Even from a distance, he looked like an immortal. Numerous tower ship passengers’ eyes lit up.

“That’s Senior Shi Fengliu of the Hidden Dragon Sword Sect!” Wen Yuchong cried out in excitement, and his gaze heated up. He looked respectful, even reverent. 

Shi Fengliu!

Instantly, the young men and women present gasped, and all of them looked enlightened.

This was the vice leader of the Hidden Dragon Sword Sect! A long famous Earthly Immortal! Someone so mysterious and elusive, he was practically mythical!

“That’s Shi Fengliu?” Su Yi was surprised too. He recalled what Monk Hongji had told him just a few days ago.

Shi Fengliu was once an ordinary school teacher, but they suspected he’d been possessed while on Green Ivy Yao Mountain....