As Leng Feifan departed, Luo Feng and Xia Yunjing also utilized Qinggong, ascending the waterfall, soaring towards the peak like two great birds.
Meanwhile, Yang Wanyi treaded on clear waves, her robe billowing gracefully as she raced over the rapid waters. Neither vortex nor Gang Qi could obstruct her form, and whenever she couldn't avoid an obstacle, she'd casually unleash a palm strike, incinerating everything thoroughly, clean and swift.
Bam!
With a single palm strike, a whirling water vortex was obliterated, Yang Wanyi paused, her bright eyes gazing into the distance, thinking: The commotion earlier seemed to be a duel. I'm not sure if it's my husband. But with Xia Yunjing assisting him, even if Leng Feifan from Blood Flower Tower has any schemes, there should be no trouble...
While pondering, Yang Wanyi's brows faintly moved, her gaze shifting to the left.
Swish! Swish!
