Paskha still couldn't believe it and crouched to touch one of the clouds. It was as fluffy as a bunny and as soft as silk, but he could also feel a firm density on the cloud. He can even press his hand above the cloud, but his hand doesn't penetrate it.
"Master, this is…."
"Now, do you understand? A mortal master could break through the barrier with his soul skill. He could even keep running and reach the top, but what he would see was different from you. He would reach the Deerhill mountain in the mainland, but this place is the real immortal mountain."
Sir Clove could see the light shining within his pupil's eyes.
"Could it be that barrier is a teleportation array?" Paskha's guess brought a satisfied smile from his teacher.
