Flying can only be done by scattered immortals, but it is not absolute. A cultivator at the Qi Refining stage, if able to obtain a flying sword, can also fly with it. However, its nature is completely different from that of scattered immortals, and its speed is far from being on par with scattered immortals.
Speaking of flying swords, it is necessary to mention the grade of magic tools.
Magic tools are things that cultivators refine after their innate abilities. In the previous world where Ding practiced, magic tools were divided into three levels, namely magic tools, spirit treasures, and immortal treasures. Among these three grades, they are further divided into lower, middle, upper, extreme, and supreme levels.
In general sects, lower-grade magic tools are the most common, because there are no cultivation restrictions on the refining of lower-grade magic tools. As long as the materials can be found, and with some time for tempering and supplemented with elemental energy, they can be refined. The middle-grade magic tools are more rare because only scattered immortals who have transcended the mortal realm can refine them, so most people in the sects who possess middle-grade magic tools are at the elder level.
Upper-grade magic tools are even rarer, although scattered immortals can also refine them, the requirements for materials are very strict, and the refining time is also extremely long. Generally speaking, the number of upper-grade magic tools in the sects is very small, only those large powers have a large number of upper-grade magic tools. As for extreme-grade and supreme-grade magic tools, they are beyond the scope of ordinary scattered immortals' refining, only those old monsters who have transcended a certain stage of scattered immortality can refine them.
Not long ago, Ding obtained a skull, according to reason, the fluctuation of power on it is extremely weak, it should belong to the category of lower-grade magic tools, but for some reason, Ding always felt that this magic tool was somewhat weird, it should not be as simple as an ordinary lower-grade magic tool.
Two days later, the Chu country's army entered the range of Yishui town.
During the period of war, the army was like locusts, wherever they went, the towns turned to ruins, good fields were trampled, and it seemed like they were burning.
"Let's go..."
Ding watched the rising smoke in Yishui town, and with Ding Chen, turned and walked along the official road, gradually getting further away...
Old Yang died.
The day before the Chu country army arrived.
After burying the old man, Ding left the city with Ding Chen, which was already empty.
...
Ding and the five-year-old Ding Chen traveled westward along the official road, gradually getting further away from where Yishui town was. Along the way, they saw too much injustice, famine was everywhere, plague was rampant, and there were even roaming bandits and cruel officials and merchants.
There was no pure land!
At the same time, the second wave of the Zhao country's army once again rushed to the front line to face the Chu country's army. This standoff lasted for five years...
Five years later, Ding Chen was ten years old, and Ding's appearance had gradually entered middle-aged status, with a dark beard under his forehead.
The Zhao country's army was defeated again.
Large swaths of cities fell again, and the defensive line of the Zhao country was pushed back again.
Two days later, Ding arrived at Ningshan City, this was the twenty-first city they had visited in these years. Due to the wartime restrictions, the city gates were closed, and many refugees who had fled here were isolated outside the city. On the city wall, soldiers in armor were patrolling back and forth.
"You bunch of corrupt officials, do you still have the common people in your eyes! Aren't they citizens of the Zhao country?" Under the city wall, a man with a beard and a bulging temple, proficient in martial arts, angrily reprimanded.
"This orders' are from the master, in case spies from the Chu country infiltrate the city, the city gates have been closed, and anyone attempting a rebellion will be executed on the spot!" As they spoke, a Zhao country officer-soldier took out a longbow.
Using a spear as an arrow, it directly shot at the big man with a full beard who had just spoken.
The big man was startled, and instantly rolled on the ground to pick up the long knife behind him, attempting to break the long spear.
Buzz!!
The whistling wind made it clear how powerful this arrow was.
The big man with the full beard roared and his arm veins bulged. Incredibly, he fiercely struck back without retreating.
Clang!
Sparks flew, and the big man with the full beard's right hand holding the long knife cracked open, oozing a hint of blood, his fingers trembling non-stop. Not far from him, a spear had been split in two.
"This person is so powerful!"
"Some skill! He actually managed to break the divine crossbow's arrow..." the lieutenant marveled.
"However, you have violated the immortal's orders, so naturally I cannot spare you," the lieutenant said.
While speaking, the lieutenant once again drew his bow, this time with three long arrows on it!
"Immortal, immortal! You dog officials only have the immortal in your eyes. When have you ever cared about us common people," the big man with the full beard roared.
Suddenly, a faint golden light shimmered on him, and cracks appeared at his feet.
In an instant, the long knife in his hand was shaped into a model of a metal bell, forcibly knocking off the three long arrows. However, the force of the arrows still sent him flying far away.
"The Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill!"
"This person is actually the ninth-ranked Za Ran Ke on the Heavenly Secrets List!"
On the city tower, the lieutenant narrowed his eyes.
"Men of the Jianghu! Come, prepare the crossbows!" the lieutenant ordered.
After a series of uniform sounds, several dozen divine crossbows appeared on the city wall, all aimed at the position of the big man with the full beard.
"I'll see whether your Vajra Divine Skill holds or my divine crossbows prevail!"
Buzz buzz buzz!!
Over twenty long arrows whistled out.
The sound of them breaking through the air was despair-inducing.
Just then, a dazzling flash of sword light appeared, and in an instant, all the long arrows were broken. When they looked again, they saw an unknown person had appeared.
The newcomer looked around thirty, wearing a black robe and a topknot, holding a long sword in his left hand pointing straight down.
"A Sword Shattering Souls! This person is Xue Pan!"
The newcomer was the Blood Robe Sect's traitor, Xue Pan, who had received a calligraphy painting from Ding Yan in the autumn water town five years ago. Xue Pan was born with exceptional talent, as evidenced by the fact that Blood Robe Sect's second most powerful figure, Elder Xing, was dispatched to pursue and kill him. Once he obtained Ding Yan's calligraphy, Xue Pan dedicated himself to comprehend it for three years, and developed a set of sword techniques, which propelled him to fame in the Jianghu after re-entering it.
He killed the Blood Robe Sect's leader with a single sword, and from then on, the name of A Sword Shattering Souls became renowned in the Jianghu, known to all. He was also listed as the second-ranked master on the Heavenly Secrets List.
"What a fast sword!" On the city tower, the lieutenant gasped.
With his eyesight, he didn't even see where the opponent had appeared from.
"Open the gate!" Xue Pan stood between the city gates, holding a long sword, pointing it straight at the lieutenant on the tower.
Feeling Xue Pan's unconcealed killing intent, the lieutenant's face changed slightly.
Just then, a terrifying aura emanated from behind the city tower, following which a ballista on the tower automatically flew towards Xue Pan below.
"You have the audacity to disobey the rules set by our immortal!"
A majestic voice emerged from the city tower.
"Ah, the ballista is flying on its own!"
"Immortal, it must be the immortal from within the city."
"This is..." Among the crowd, Ding Yan furrowed his brows.
On the ballista, he clearly felt a wave of elemental power.