In a flash, thousands upon thousands of islands in all shapes and sizes streaked past below, receding countless millions of miles in an instant.
Ling Changqing frowned slightly, contemplating his current predicament. He had rarely dreamed since he'd become a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
This strange predicament was truly abnormal, yet he felt no sense of danger to his Divine Soul.
Before he knew it, the dark, bluish-green coastline of the Yuzhou Continent appeared on the horizon, rapidly drawing closer.
At this point, Ling Changqing finally spotted several streaks of multicolored light flashing by at high speed from the far distance, seemingly heading in the same direction as him.
Ling Changqing pursed his lips, deciding to wait and see what would happen.
As time passed, the coastline grew ever closer. Soon, Ling Changqing passed over it unimpeded, continuing his flight toward the continent's interior.
