Lin Tian held Mooo Zishui in one hand, riding his sword and soaring into the clouds, breaking through the void, heading northward.
Above the midair, the vast sea of clouds was torn apart by the terrifying aura and true force emanating from Lin Tian.
The clouds in the void shattered like cotton.
Around them, torrents of raging air currents and winds roared continuously.
Mooo Zishui held Lin Tian's waist, inhaling the faintly fresh and incredibly strange natural scent from him, her face showing expressions of admiration and fascination.
She then looked down at the rapidly retreating rivers and mountains below, her beautiful eyes filled with immense joy and excitement.
"Senior Lin, you're incredible!"
At this moment, Mooo Zishui raised her head, stared at Lin Tian's sharp-featured profile, hesitated for a moment, and finally gathered her courage to speak to Lin Tian.
In Mooo Zishui's eyes, Lin Tian, such a Golden Core Great Cultivator, was exalted and unreachable.
