The heavenly curtain was pitch-black, the vacuum intensely cold, yet the atmosphere faintly radiated a pale blue. The yellow-green earth displayed an unimaginably huge arc, slowly emerging before Zhao Sheng.
Although he had witnessed this vast and boundless sight countless times before, seeing it again, Zhao Sheng still felt an immense shock from deep within and continued to be awed by his own insignificance.
Whoom!
At that moment, the mountain trembled slightly, and a bright yellow light barrier suddenly rose from within the mountain, rapidly expanding into the surrounding void.
Shortly thereafter,
Flying Snow Peak was enveloped in an extremely large light shield, and Zhao Sheng suddenly felt a heaviness in his body—the gravity that had vanished had now returned.
Then, Flying Snow Peak began to move slowly eastward along the edge of the atmosphere, its speed of flight increasing faster and faster, quickly surpassing the speed of sound once, twice, three times...
