The layer of fog was growing thicker. Those regular disciples couldn't see what was going on in the high sky any longer; what they could see was the sword light shooting upwards.
All of a sudden, a barrage of frequent sword sounds burst out at the high elevation in the sky. By the time the sounds reached the ground, they became much fainter and were as gentle as the spring rain.
The people thought that Jian Ruyun must have detected the trace of Ping Yongjia's escape method of sword and was launching a series of attacks at him.
Hearing the frequent sword sounds, the crowd was astonished, thinking that Jian Ruyun must have a very high Cultivation state now that he could have attacked so many times in such a short period.
The clouds and fog had suddenly dispersed, showing a passage. Ping Yongjia dropped down from the sky, landing squarely on the stone post on which he had stood earlier.