Rhadon flew westward, with countless mountains and seas rushing past beneath him! Hao Shuai stood with his hands behind his back atop Rhadon's head. No matter how fierce the wind ahead was, he remained completely still!
Only the clothes behind him flapped wildly in the wind. Looking down at the magnificent, vast landscape, Hao Shuai couldn't help feeling a surge of pride.
Now this was the kind of spectacle a flashy mount ought to offer!
By rights, this wasn't Hao Shuai's first time flying on a mount, so he shouldn't have been so excited. But Xuan Yu, the ugly eagle, and the Nine Heavens Yellow Bird were all too small, forcing him to stand on their backs.
After all, standing on a creature's head and standing on its back were two entirely different levels of prestige.
Besides their size, Xuan Yu and the others couldn't compare to Rhadon's speed either. At best, they could fly at seven or eight hundred kilometers per hour. But as the King of the Skies, Rhadon could easily keep up with supersonic fighter jets. That meant his speed was at least Mach 2, or 2,500 kilometers per hour.
That was more than three times faster than Xuan Yu and the others!
And speed wasn't the only difference. There was also comfort.
For example, Hao Shuai was standing on top of Rhadon's head, right between two structures that resembled dragon horns!
Standing there, he felt as if the spot had been custom-made for Rhadon's master! It was the only relatively flat area on Rhadon's head, and was even slightly concave. The space was around a dozen square meters, so Hao Shuai didn't feel cramped at all. In fact, another dozen people could sit there without much trouble!
Hao Shuai decided that, when he had time, he