The speed of the Nascent Soul True Monarch was extremely fast, flying through the air, the world below stretched into streaks of afterimages.
In half a day's time, the two had already arrived at Canglan Island and flew above the Canglan Sect.
"Below us lies the Canglan Sect,"
Following True Monarch Ling Gu's gaze, Yang Ji saw a majestic mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles, its shape like a dragon, winding endlessly beyond sight, truly magnificent and stirring the soul to its core.
Looking down from a height of a thousand yards, all that met the eye were peaks and deep valleys without number.
Straining his eyesight to take a closer look, one could see on the mountain peaks numerous magnificent waterfalls, like the Milky Way in a reverse cascade, descending along the cliffs for a thousand yards in breathtaking splendor.
Atop the peaks among the ancient trees, spiritual birds occasionally flew past, emitting clear calls, creating an utterly celestial atmosphere.
