The moon fell and the sun rose.
Sitting atop the clouds with a solemn face, Qin Jun felt as if a hundred thousand alpacas were galloping through his heart.
They had lost the trail...
The meteor's speed was too fast, vanishing over the horizon at dawn, causing Qin Jun and Nezha to lose it, much to Nezha's embarrassment.
"Your Majesty, are you sure you want to continue?" Nezha asked.
"Of course, we'll follow the direction in which it disappeared," Qin Jun replied in a deep voice. The system had allotted five days for the task, indicating that this was akin to Chang'e's protection period.
Although Nezha was puzzled about what the meteor actually was, he obeyed Qin Jun's command and continued to pilot the cloud forward.
At this moment, they had already flown beyond the borders of Pingtian.
Pingtian was vast, but not so large for a Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm powerhouse.
Time flew by rapidly.
Meanwhile, the meteor that streaked across the night and day struck a prairie.
