Iron Head's eyebrow twitched. The aura of the cultivator in the sky reminded him of the Noble Sons he had encountered back in the Five Elements True Spirit Sect.
Because their master belonged to the master-disciple lineage, these Noble Sons had often provoked them. Iron Head and Yinjiao had secretly fought them once, ruthlessly crushing their arrogance and earning a temporary peace.
"Who are you?"
He demanded of the cultivator in the sky.
Only then did the cultivator notice the people on the island. He descended from the sky but remained hovering in mid-air, keeping himself positioned half a body-length above them.
However, when he saw that Iron Head and Yinjiao were both Golden Core Cultivators, and that the aura of Si Taizhen, who sat to the side, was obscure and hard to read—implying she was likely a Golden Core Cultivator as well—his originally haughty expression softened slightly.
