Xiao Zi arrived at the pavilion behind the wooden bridge, her serpentine eyes fixed intently on Fang Wang.
Dugu Wenhun, Chu Yin, Song Jinyuan, and all the cultivators within Sword Heaven Marsh stepped out of their respective houses, or turned their heads to look in Fang Wang's direction.
Gu Tianxiong and Gu Li also came to the lakeside. Looking into the distance along the shore, they could see the majestic Spiritual Fog churning violently, more imposing than the surrounding mountains. Within that dense fog, Fang Wang's silhouette flickered in and out of view, faintly revealing an aura like the fire of the sun, its Yang Energy.
"Such terrifying momentum, what kind of realm is he attempting to break through?" Gu Tianxiong muttered, his face filled with surprise and envy.
Longing shone in Gu Li's eyes.
She did not know when she could reach the heights Fang Wang now had, or even if she would ever have such an opportunity in this lifetime.