Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaohua activated the magic spell and flew towards the direction of the bird's call just now.
Along the way, although Zhang Xiaohua felt that he was flying high, compared to the enormous rocks on the wasteland, he was... simply too small.
This made Zhang Xiaohua think of Huan Wu Xin's "Sumeru World" where she was; it was also a stone that turned into a huge mountain when he approached it.
"Could it be... This place also has the same magical technique?" Zhang Xiaohua was contemplating when suddenly an ancient and unfathomable aura descended from the sky, and an enormous shadow blocked the sky above his head!
"Ah~~~" Zhang Xiaohua was greatly shocked, his heart thumped, and he immediately stopped and looked up!
"Oh my, isn't this... the Flying Snake I saw from afar just now?" Zhang Xiaohua was frightened and quickly descended from the air, standing there obediently, taking out the Dream in his hand and carefully guarded it!
