The sweet aroma of the Giant Cloud-Pattern Sweet Potato still drifted across the entire floating landmass.
Everyone had eaten their fill, bringing themselves to peak condition.
Gon rolled his wrists. The power of the 18x Spinning Fist circulated through his muscles and bones, filling his entire body with strength.
Killua leaned against a tree trunk, icy-blue lightning crackling at his fingertips. His eyes shone brightly.
Kurapika wiped his Chain Shield and gazed toward the deepest part of the Cloud Sea, a trace of anticipation hidden in his eyes.
He had a feeling that his mysterious kinsman was hiding behind the highest layer of clouds.
"Let's go!"
Gon clenched his fists, his eyes sparkling.
"We'll head to the highest point and find that masked man!"
Everyone nodded.
After resting for a day and a night and eating so much Essence Grass and Giant Cloud-Pattern Sweet Potato, their combat power had risen another notch.
Now, they had the confidence to venture into the deepest part of the Cloud Sea.
The group followed the giant leaf-vein platform upward.
The higher they went, the thinner the air became, and the stronger the wind grew.
The Cloud Sea beneath their feet grew thicker and thicker, stretching out like an endless white ocean.
The giant trees around them gradually became fewer, and the floating land grew narrower.
Eventually, nothing remained around them but churning clouds and howling wind.
"Strange."
Killua suddenly stopped and frowned.
"The wind stopped."
At those words, everyone halted.
The high-altitude currents that had been howling just moments ago had completely stopped at some unknown point.
Even the clouds had ceased moving, suspended in midair like frozen tufts of cotton. The sight was terrifyingly eerie.
The air became oppressively heavy, as if a massive boulder were pressing down on everyone's chests.
The air