Leaving the boundary of Wanshou Mountain.
Lu Wufei transformed into a streak of gold light and soared into the sky.
Rising straight into the clouds, he quickly infiltrated the Gang Wind Layer.
In no time.
Lu Wufei saw the overwhelming steam rising into the sky within the Gang Wind Layer ahead.
This was the region of the Quicksand River, below was the broad Quicksand River, stretching 800 li wide and 10,000 li long.
In the past, whenever Lu Wufei returned or left the mountain, he would always go to Monk Sha, lord of the Quicksand River for a drink.
But not this time.
Lu Wufei didn't linger, shooting straight through the mist, rapidly flying south.
As he watched everything around him rapidly receding, light swirling.
The memory of his brother Qing Feng standing by the school gate, watching him leave, came to mind.
Lu Wufei couldn't help but sigh.
If it weren't for his brother the Crow Demon's misfortune entrusting him with his dreams.
