Perhaps because he had rather passively undergone a shift from sorrow to joy, Huo Yuhao's steps had grown noticeably lighter.
Had Chen Ping not reminded the boy twice along the way, he might well have forgotten that, as far as Da Ming and Er Ming knew, Electrolux was already out of the picture.
Flying at great speed the whole way, the two soon arrived not far from the foot of the Clear Sky Sect's mountain.
In the distance, one Dashan after another appeared in Chen Ping's field of vision.
The tallest and most prominent peak among them was not only majestic, but also bore abundant traces of artificial shaping.
The smooth cliffs rising vertically on three sides, at almost ninety degrees, alone could never have been nature's own uncanny handiwork.
All in all, rather than a mountain, this thing was more of a man-made natural barrier.
Before Flying Soul Tools were invented, Soul Masters below rank forty had not even been qualified to climb to a Clear Sky Castle like this. If anyone wanted to storm it, even the Soul Masters dragged in to fill the battle lines would probably have needed to be Soul Saints.
Just then, Chen Ping and Huo Yuhao noticed Wang Dong, whose eyes went from bewilderment to delighted surprise and lingering fear upon seeing them. Almost without hesitation, she activated her Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul, and with a flash of her wings, appeared before the two.
"Yuhao, a-are you all right? I heard First Dad and Second Dad say that after you felt the power of the Myriad Year Cold Jade Bed, the Soul Power in your body went berserk. You only managed to suppress it after suffering serious injuries, and you kept crying in your dreams. Then, as soon as you woke up,