...
Soon after.
At the foot of Yuhua Mountain.
Zhang Jing looked at the white jade staircase in his line of vision that lead straight up to the sky, winding like a dragon, and asked in confusion:
"Senior Brother, are we supposed to ... climb up there gradually on foot?"
Hearing this.
Feng Wuyu turned his head, revealing a hint of a gentle smile, and said:
"That's right!"
"Junior Brother, this Yuhua Mountain is our ancestral origin, filled with Dao energy, and inhabited by numerous ancient exotic beasts. It's not easy to ascend the mountain, and it's also disrespectful to our ancestral court."
"Just follow behind me, but don't get too far behind."
Having said that.
Feng Wuyu began to ascend, stepping along the white jade staircase like an ordinary mortal, one step at a time.
Upon seeing this.
Zhang Jing hurriedly stepped onto the white jade staircase, trying to catch up with his senior brother who was gradually moving away.
