As Jiang Jucai soared through the skies, his cultivation at the Returning Void stage allowed him to travel with ease, free from worries about depleting his spiritual energy.
Those in the Foundation Establishment stage could only fly ten thousand feet, while those in the Golden Core stage could ascend no higher than nine heavens.
The Soul Nurturing stage could barely leave their physical bodies for a distance of ten miles; only those in the Returning Void stage could roam freely across the cosmos, hence the title of True Monarch.
After departing a hundred miles from the Jiang family, a figure suddenly appeared in the clouds ahead, sword in hand, coldly fixing her gaze upon him.
A powerful sword intent locked onto him.
Xie Yunan, the foremost of the younger generation.
She was dressed as usual in the attire of a sword cultivator from Zheijian Mountain, her white robe billowing gracefully in the wind.
Gripping a three-foot white rainbow, she stood firmly, holding a rectangular document in her left hand.
Jiang Jucai was momentarily stunned.
According to his expectations, it would take another half a day for news to reach True Martial Palace.
Old Master Wen must have known by now.
With a bitter smile, he said, "It seems I’ve underestimated my own position."