In the early morning hours, with the first hints of daylight on the horizon, Wu Yuan and Fang Xia drew nearer to Cloudhill City. Eight-Sided Cloudhill, an impressive sight from a distance, towered beneath their feet. 3

This is true liberation. The feeling of traversing thousands of li in the blink of an eye. Nothing can replace this sense of freedom. Wu Yuan felt emotional as they flew through the air.0

Bu Yu, Gu Wang, and Zhang Changsheng were equally astounded. Jiexian Mountain was located in the Chu Continent, thousands of li from Cloudhill. Yet in such a short time, they had soared across countless mountain ranges, deep valleys, mighty rivers, and barren plains!0

"Cloudhill," Fang Xia murmured, standing at the helm of the flying boat. He maintained his poise, but a hint of nostalgia lingered in his eyes. And perhaps a touch of melancholy. 0

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