Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yang Fei appeared ethereal, standing atop the blue waves.
His figure swayed with the ripples, rising and falling.
The cultivators present almost all knew the Technique of Soaring the Skies, but to move as gracefully and freely as Yang Fei, it was not easy.
Everyone looked at Yang Fei, and their once disdainful gazes began to change, showing signs of respect.
This cultivator from Yinxue Tower, though a bit arrogant, indeed possessed some real skill.
Su Zhengtang watched as Yang Fei garnered the crowd's applause, growing increasingly annoyed.
He flipped out with a somersault, standing atop the water, leaving no trace, his face filled with murderous intent.
Su Zhengtang's feat similarly drew loud cheers from the crowd.
Compared to Yang Fei's light-footed movement atop the waves, Su Zhengtang's descent from the sky to stand on the water was even more challenging.
