By the Sin-Washing Lake.
Ji Chuchu looked at Wang Xiao, who stood motionless as a statue, and asked with some concern:
"Zh-Zhenren, are you alright?"
Wang Xiao's eyes snapped open, a divine light seeming to flash between his brows.
He narrowed his eyes at the Sin-Washing Lake, his gaze seeming to pierce through the water and land upon the Different Space below.
"Let's go!"
He didn't linger. Gang Qi surged around him as he grabbed Ji Chuchu and soared into the clouds, vanishing over the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Above the celestial dome.
Gusts of astral wind howled, carrying a bone-chilling cold.
Watching Bingzhou shrink below him, Ji Chuchu felt no cold. Instead, his Heart Spirit surged with excitement.
'Is... is this what it means to be a Cultivator?!'
'Riding the clouds and mist, roaming freely between Heaven and Earth.'
'If I could one day reach such a Realm, I could die without regrets.'
At this moment, Wang Xiao had no time to pay Ji Chuchu any mind.
