"Vast Heavens and Earth!"
As Xiao Ying's thoughts raced in search of a solution, endless white clouds materialized and descended, leaving him amid a boundless sea of clouds, unable to distinguish heaven from earth, north from south, east from west...
Already at a loss for a good plan, Xiao Ying grew startled and anxious. He whirled the Mountain-Splitting Axe furiously, forming a defense so tight not even water could splash through, while charging forward at full speed, covering nearly a hundred meters in an instant.
Yet in the Vast Cloud Sea, where he had lost all sense of direction, Xiao Ying felt no change from his frantic movement. Clearly, he had fallen into something akin to a formation or an illusion. No matter how fast or far he ran, it would do him no good.
"Ruler of the Great Huan Era! Head for the southern Li gate. Cover eight hundred meters within three breaths, and you can get out. If you have a trump card, use it now. Leave within five breaths, or it may be too late..."
Amid the boundless clouds, Princess Yunmiao's voice reached him covertly, transmitted through something like a fluctuation of the soul.
The southern Li gate?! The disorienting effect of this Vast Cloud Sea contains the mysteries of the Eight Trigrams?
Upon receiving the message, Xiao Ying quickly understood how the Vast Cloud Sea worked. He also realized that it was probably Princess Yunmiao's doing. She could only buy him five breaths, fulfilling the intent of their secret alliance.
But Princess Yunmiao had overestimated Xiao Ying. He was no masochist, nor had he deliberately trapped himself in danger as part of some other scheme. If he could leave, he would have left long ago. How could he have ended up in this predicament otherwise?!
Xiao