Under countless shocked gazes, Chu Qing was standing on the tip of a towering ancient tree. His long needle-like hair flowing down his back was gently swaying and flashing with a cold luster.

Chu Qing’s imposing manner had changed drastically. His lazy and carefree attitude was completely gone, and his eyes had turned incomparably sharp.

“Chu Qing, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen this form of yours,” Jiang Taisheng remarked.

Chu Qing grinned. “Jiang ...