Assisted by the Black Whale
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The wave of clouds was pierced through by the swords.
The black and white fishes on top of Chen Jingzhai had moved toward his back.
The monochrome colors were gone. Instead, the two fishes had regained their forms as swords briefly before turning into a pair of wings made out of swords.
The young man flapped his wings and continued to charge forward, ignoring the man who had just tried to stop him.
It was as if the clouds were welcoming him as they were split apart by him, revealing a straight path toward the stage.
In just an instant, Chen Jingzhai had disappeared from Feng Liuyun's sight.
"F*ck!" Feng Liuyun cursed as he had a twisted expression on his face.
His eyes were filled with anger as well.
He had come prepared.
The spell that he had just used against his Master-Uncle was the orthodox spell of the Divine Cloud lineage.