Chu Mo, who had thought he was an unparalleled master just a second ago, was suddenly doused with cold water by his master.
I couldn't help but smile wryly, and then obediently pointed in a direction.
Then he realized that his body was moving at a terrifying speed.
The high-speed air rubbed against the air shield that the master had set up outside his body, creating a strange blue light.
Chu Mo's eyes widened in shock!
Is this the kind of flight that only cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage or above can achieve?
I wonder if Master's speed has reached the speed of light?
This flight lasted for three months.
Chu Mo's initial curiosity had long since turned into boredom.
Because every day, all he sees is a gray, gloomy sky.
This distance was tens of millions of times greater than what he had explored before, yet he still hadn't flown beyond the edge of this world.
It was as if this were a boundless, desolate universe.
However, there are no other celestial bodies in this universe, and the mountains and rivers on the ground are not visible.
All that remained was desolation, emptiness, and loneliness, with only a faint, gray light shining down from above.
Chu Mo, who was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and exclaimed in surprise:
"Master, the connection in my mind has suddenly become much stronger."
"I have a feeling that the ancient tomb is not far ahead."
"Xiao Mo, you've said this more than ten times already. Calm down and keep flying!"
Qin Potian smiled calmly, not taking those words to heart at all.
It can be done a day later.
He finally stopped flying, his eyes wide with shock.
That towering mountain peak, suspended in mid-air, was truly magnificent!
Like an ancient sacred mountain from mythology, it is majestic, mysterious, and ancient!
Even someone as powerful as him couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance at this moment.
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