"If there are any further changes, notify me."
Li Ang instructed, then slid his shortened Triangular Spear back into his belt and hung his Radiant Crossbow on the strap on his back before stepping out of Dongjun Tower.
The sky was growing dark. The sunset merged with the azure sky into a magnificent, deep crimson. A few rays of light pierced the clouds and mist, shining down like a stairway to the heavens.
Li Ang silently gazed at the scene before him. His figure slowly levitated, and then he shot up into the sky.
The wind roared in his ears. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the mountain ridge and flown into the clouds and mist.
The clouds, dyed red by the sunset, drifted like ethereal smoke. Li Ang wove through them, gradually growing accustomed to the sensation.
He spread his palms, letting the cool cloud vapor drift through his fingers. His form would sometimes dive, sometimes ascend, and sometimes circle.
