Bai Wushang patted the gray stone pillar under his butt gently and said in a clear voice, "Begin."
"Squeak! Squeak!"
A strange suction force came from below and firmly attached Bai Wushang's body to the stone pillar.
Soon after, the Floating Stone Monster rose steadily into the air and flew up in this way.
It could understand and react to the most basic commands, such as "Call for help", "Begin", "Return", "Accelerate", and so on.
Looking down from high up in the air, the grayish-white ground was like an endless snowfield, which was simple, clean, and pure. It would make one's mind calm.
The camp gradually turned into a black dot behind him, leaving only the whistling wind in his ears.
The grayish-white mountain was getting closer and closer. The majestic mountain, which resulted from nature's uncanny workmanship, shocked Bai Wu Shang's mind deeply.
