There were many more sword lights like this.
On each streak of sword light, an enchanting celestial maiden stood.
With fluttering sleeves, they looked like goddesses descended to earth.
They were all female disciples of the Tianxiang Pavilion.
Aside from these female disciples, outside the Tianxiang Pavilion in the heavens and earth.
Row upon row of cranes flew side by side.
At this point, Mao Ruxue came over and pointed to the sea in front of her, saying:
"Brother, when I'm talking to you, don't you think this vast sea is beautiful?"
"Humph, bumpkin, it's just a sea, is there any need to make such a fuss about it?"
Mao Ruxue's words did not get a response from Chen Chang'an, instead, they drew a disdainful sneer from a girl standing next to her, with her hands folded on her chest.
The girl was no other than Li Zhiwan, a fellow disciple on this journey.
Li Zhiwan, true to her name, her chest was as round as the small bowls adults use for meals.