Countless times in his dreams, he had wondered what it would feel like to fly.
Everyone, from young children to elders in their twilight years, had held on to that thought, and Zeng Mu and Ma Linya were no different.
Even an Elementalist in the Return to Truth Realm could not fly. Even those who commanded the wind element could only remain airborne briefly and glide, rather than soar high through the heavens for any length of time.
Now, the two of them felt what it meant to fly.
Though they skimmed along the ground, far below the clouds, they could feel that they truly were flying. Their feet had no purchase-not because their bodies lacked strength, but because the currents of air were carrying them along.
They were like two wisps of cloud swept forward by the wind. Trees, roads, streams, hills, scattered rocks... all flashed into view and vanished an instant later.
Abyss's eyes had never shone with such excitement, and he kept letting out strong, ringing neighs. The Binrolan Horse was equally thrilled, its eyes suddenly bright as white stars. The rhythm of its four hooves bore so little relation to its speed that its legs looked artificial.
There was no need to guide them with the reins. The two horses streaked into the distance like beams of light, while Zeng Mu and Ma Linya sat astride them in a dreamlike daze. This experience surpassed every wonderful dream they had ever imagined.
They had thought they would remain immersed in that fantasy, but then Qidunston's voice sounded beside their ears. "Nameless, Ma Linya, you both look a little pale. Is the speed too much for you? Should I slow down?"
Several seconds passed before Zeng Mu answered. "Oh, no, Uncle Kiddon. We're just too excited. Also, is