He couldn't help but close his eyes.
Instantly, the world around him dissolved into nothingness.
In the formless void, only a downward force guided his body.
'Am I afraid of this mountain, or its bottom?'
'Of going against the current, or of following its flow?'
Daoist Yu didn't rush him, merely gazing quietly at the distant mountain peaks.
A moment later, Zhao Rui suddenly opened his eyes. Though no sharp glint flashed within them, they were brighter and more spirited than before.
"My apologies for making you wait, Daoist Yu."
"It's no trouble. No wonder Elder Ge thinks so highly of you! This is a blessing for our Qingcheng Sect as well."
Daoist Yu smiled. He didn't ask what Zhao Rui had comprehended; he simply turned and resumed the climb.
Zhao Rui followed at a steady, unhurried pace.
After walking for the better part of a day, the mountain path suddenly opened up, leading them to a flat area on the mountainside.
