Though he had no idea what the starry sky in this world looked like, at night Shi Feizhe had seen the stars wheeling across the heavens. They weren't fixed in place.
And being up on a high peak gave him the feeling that the sky was a great dome.
The ground beneath his feet had to be a planet, too.
So... these Daoists really wanted to fly straight into space? Weren't they afraid they'd die of oxygen deprivation?
"Um... if I'm not mistaken, the higher you fly, the thinner the air gets, the colder it becomes, and the harder it is to breathe?" Shi Feizhe didn't answer Li Qingshan's question. Instead, he asked one of his own.
"Oh?" Li Qingshan's eyes lit up. "Fellow Daoist, have you studied the Ascension Path?"
"I know a little!" Shi Feizhe nodded. He'd noticed that Li Qingshan had changed how he addressed him.
If they were in a universe similar to Earth's, then the people of this world surely knew far less about outer space than he did.
"That's right! The higher you fly, the more likely you are to reach the Frigid Qi Belt. It's bitterly cold there, and breathing is difficult. Only experts in the True Person Realm can survive," Li Qingshan said.
"If you fly even higher, does it get hot again?" Shi Feizhe asked.
"Fellow Daoist really has studied this!" Li Qingshan clapped his hands in praise.
That was the stratosphere!
Hot above, cold below!
Good grief, the stratosphere stretched from ten thousand to fifty thousand meters above the ground. You people were really trying to get yourselves killed!
Who would've thought that in this martial world, where everyone was scrabbling for scraps and fighting until their brains were splattered, there would be a sect devoted to flying into outer