Xuanhuang Continent.
Divine Wind City, an ancient city.
Ye Feng and the old man arrived here.
One appeared as a white-robed swordsman, the other carried a fishing basket and held a fishing rod, forming an unlikely duo that seemed somewhat out of place.
"Old man, you can't fish in the city. What's with the fishing rod?" someone chuckled from the roadside.
"Who said you can't fish in the city?" The Invincible Old Man casually flicked his fishing rod, and moments later, reeled in a massive fish from the Nine-Turn Heavenly Venerable Realm from a neighboring continent, tossing it onto the ground, releasing a terrifying pressure.
"Oh my goodness!"
The crowd was scared out of their wits.
"Tch, a bunch of boring brats," the old man sneered, hopping onto the back of the Nine-Turn Heavenly Venerable Peak shrimp, "Shrimp, let's go!"
With a "whoosh,"
The old man was already seated on the shrimp's back, vanishing in a flash.
On the street.
Ye Feng was left bewildered in the wind.
