After everyone had settled in.
"Rise!"
Daoist Wu Wei commanded softly.
"ROAR—"
The Cyan Nether Flood Dragon let out a sonorous roar. With a violent swing of its massive body, it stirred up a furious gale and instantly shot toward the heavens!
A strong sense of weightlessness washed over them. Below, the Capital City instantly shrank until it looked like a chessboard.
A piercing gale rushed toward them, but it was blocked by a faint cyan glow that rose from the Flood Dragon's body. All that remained were the flowing clouds streaming past them on either side.
Jiang Che sat cross-legged on the dragon's back, watching the mountains and rivers below shrink rapidly. Experiencing such breakneck speed, a surge of heroic spirit welled up within him.
'Myriad Phenomena Dao Sect…'
'True Mastery Realm…'
'I'm coming!'
At first, the group was apprehensive about being so high in the air.
