Commandery Princess Zhenling
Editor: Transn
A tall, lean Elder wearing a grey gown walked through the blizzard. He had an aquiline nose, deep eyes and long grey hair parted down the middle that flowed down to the ground.
Strong wind power flowed around him, giving off a swishing sound that split the air.
A closer look quickly revealed that there was nothing under the Grey Gowned Elder's robe. The elder had no legs; wind power alone kept him floating three feet off the ground.
His control over wind power had reached a superb and perfect Realm.
Han Qiu crawled out of the sunken pit and breathed heavily. There were more than ten bloody wounds on her body, but luckily they were all non-fatal flesh wounds.
"SWISH!"
The Ancient White Jade Sword fell from 30 meters in the air and returned to her hand.
Han Qiu gripped her sword and stood, a murderous look in her eyes. "Master Huo," she said in a deep voice, "are you going to kill me?"