One day before.
Ning Jiufan flew swiftly, the lush green mountains beneath his feet gradually receding into the distance.
"Senior, according to the map, we are about to reach Yugang Mountain," Hanzhou said, sitting beside Ning Jiufan.
The two were seated on a giant flying block of ice.
The cold made Hanzhou feel at home since he originally came from the Northern Land. As a result, he felt a sense of kinship with Ning Jiufan, the owner of the flying ice block.
"Indeed, Yugang Mountain is already within sight," Ning Jiufan had far better vision than Hanzhou, after all, he was at the Golden Core Level.
He had already spotted a glimpse of Yugang Mountain on the horizon.
But just as he relaxed slightly, the sky and earth suddenly changed color.
A formation abruptly unfurled, enveloping Ning Jiufan and Hanzhou in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the world returned to normal, as if everything just now was merely an illusion. Ning Jiufan and Hanzhou had completely disappeared.
