Is this reaching above the Nine Heavens? Or a higher realm, even Outer Heaven? Qin Ming pondered, gazing at the towering giant city.
Nine-colored auspicious clouds roamed above the sky, weaving through endless black mists, tiny like a boat in a vast ocean, yet incredibly swift, shooting forth.
"Hiss!"
Qin Ming, amidst the sea of clouds, took a deep breath of the fierce gusts of wind. The majestic city looked near, but it was an illusion; ripples spread ahead, as if a mirror surface blocked the way.
With a whoosh, he charged through, seemingly entering a watery mirror surface, or piercing a strange passage.
"This is..." Upon passing the rippling area, he glimpsed the hazy truth, seeing boundless grandeur.
It was a vast cliff where the Heroic Pass sat, though still far away, its imposing presence could still be felt.
