'Strange… very strange.' Zhaang Ye sensed the distant Ancient Dragon Power. After a moment of contemplation, he flickered out of the small courtyard.
Once outside the courtyard, the aura became even clearer. Zhaang Ye could distinctly feel it originating from the Python Marsh. Although extremely faint, it subtly contained an immense Suppression.
'Has some kind of Treasure appeared?' Zhaang Ye wondered. His body blurred into motion, streaking toward the Python Marsh at full speed.
Having grasped a sliver of the mysteries behind Ancient Dragon Power, Zhaang Ye had already gained rudimentary control over Water Qi. He couldn't conjure a dark cloud several miles wide like the Thousand-foot Python could, but forming a small cloud was still well within his ability.
Now, Zhaang Ye was using his Water Qi Control Technique to form a small cloud. Riding this Water Cloud, he could remain airborne for extended periods, and his speed was far greater than it would be running on the ground.
