As they drew closer to the astral wind waterfall, the astral winds that had originally been concentrated mainly ten thousand miles up in the sky pressed lower and lower, and the heavens became dark and oppressive.
An invisible pressure blanketed heaven and earth. The air seemed to have congealed into heavy blocks of lead, making it hard to breathe.
The astral winds howled in fury, whistling toward the astral wind waterfall before plunging in an endless torrent beneath the horizon.
It was as though the distant earth had transformed into a yawning abyss, swallowing the inexhaustible astral energy whole.
"Wuya..."
The native suddenly cried out.
Song Wen, immersed in the strange spectacle of heaven and earth, was instantly jolted back to attention.
He instinctively looked at the burly man and saw him pointing toward a valley several dozen miles away.
Song Wen brought the burly man down into the valley.
The burly man had evidently long understood that Song Wen could not comprehend his words.
He stopped speaking and began gesticulating wildly.
Though he put great effort into his gestures, Song Wen was utterly baffled.
Seeing this, the burly man grew anxious, his eyes darting about. When his gaze fell upon the ground, they suddenly lit up slightly.
He bent down, picked up a fragment of stone, and hurled it forcefully into the sky.
The stone shot upward, rising several dozen miles before its ascent gradually slowed, and it began to fall.
The burly man moved, running in the direction where the stone was falling.
When the stone was only several miles above the ground, the burly man gave a light leap and caught it in his hand.
Song Wen immediately understood. The other party meant that Pure Origin Heavenly Dew fell from the sky.
But Pure Origin Heavenly Dew