A voice echoed.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, a fierce gale rose from flat ground, sweeping up the prayer beads glowing with golden light into the sky.
"Who goes there?!"
Liao Jue was startled and quickly raised his head to look upward.
He saw a massive bird blocking the sun in the clear sky. The wind surged, and in its place descended a white-clad youth, floating gracefully from above. His long hair flew in the wind, a sword strapped to his back — appearing as if an Immortal from the heavens had arrived.
"An Immortal!"
"The Sword Immortal! The Sword Immortal is here!"
"It must be the two heartless demon monks trying to kill Mrs. Wul. Surely the Heavenly Emperor couldn't bear it and sent the Sword Immortal to save her!"
...
The villagers all around watched the white-clad swordsman descend from the sky, their faces flushed with excitement as if witnessing the arrival of a True Immortal.
