Bab 845: Let the Wind Blow

Above a basin in the wild floated a castle that was made of Feather Wind. The castle was half-transparent and it seemed that there were numerous feathers in the fabrics of the castle, one that contained countless rooms. In the middle of all this was a man, partly hidden and partly visible.

Viewed from afar, the floating castle was rather like a mirage, dimly discernible. It did not seem to be real with a solid presence.

"Feather Wind can be like this?"

"Young Master Li can generate Feather Wind, so now he must have absolute control over Feather Wind. He can do anything he wants with it."

"Any Earth Immortal Realm warriors entering the castle will be doomed!"

On the ground, Uncle Nine of the Jun Family and another Earth Immortal Realm soul slaves were chatting while they were patrolling in the nearby area. The two of them knew the strength of Feather Wind. A castle that was made of Feather Wind could only be more powerful.

"Eh? Look!"