The Reappearance of Free Fall

The morning glow was brilliant, and each drop of morning dew bloomed with a seven-colored light.

Mist swirled through the mountain forest, and the fresh scent of grass and trees rushed to meet him. A figure appeared out of thin air; he sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Without a doubt, this was Xiao Yun.

Recalling the scene from just a moment ago, Xiao Yun felt a wave of relief.

It was truly a narrow escape!

At the very moment he entered the vortex passage, the terrifying space-time storm had directly destroyed the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon puppet. If Xiao Yun hadn't dived into the vortex passage in time, even if he hadn't died, he would have ended up like last time—turned into a black skeleton.

"Where is this?"

Taking a breath, Xiao Yun stood up, looked around, and extended his divine sense, wanting to find out where he was.

Soon, a cluster of buildings appeared within his divine sense's perception.

This was a mountain forest, very lush, and nestled among the trees were gathered buildings, looking like a small town hidden deep in the mountains.

Furthermore, there was a massive defensive formation shrouding the area.

"Interesting, it seems I've arrived at the base camp of some faction."

Xiao Yun guessed in his heart.

Immediately, he strode toward those buildings, not worried about being discovered. After all, he considered himself invincible now; even if he encountered a Quasi-Emperor, he could still steamroll right over them, so what was there to fear?

Master Xiao was walking sideways now, afraid of nothing.

I am the Heavenly Emperor Xiao, destined to suppress all enemies in the world!

Xiao Yun marched forward with high spirits and vigorous strides. With his hands behind his back, his long hair disheveled, and his robes billowing, he exuded