Early morning, two days later.
After making his preparations, Qin Ming left the courtyard.
Outside Qingyang Market.
Qin Ming patted his Storage Bag, and the supreme Spirit Light Shuttle floated before him.
Unable to contain his excitement, he stepped onto it and immediately activated his mana.
Whoosh!
The Spirit Light Shuttle turned into a streak of azure light and vanished into the horizon in an instant.
This was not Qin Ming's first time riding a flying artifact, but he could not help feeling a little nervous.
After piloting the shuttle clumsily for a while, Qin Ming grew accustomed to it and began handling it with ease.
Watching the scenery beneath him race backward, he was suddenly filled with a sense of open-hearted freedom and carefree exhilaration.
Below lay the Cloud Marsh Great Wilderness, its forests and marshes stretching endlessly, its mountains rising one after another, lush green layers shrouded in shadow. Some regions were blanketed year-round by poisonous miasma that blotted out the sky and sun, like natural moats and barriers, with savage insects and fierce beasts lurking within.
Half an hour later.
Qin Ming piloted the Spirit Light Shuttle before a massive mountain range.
The tallest peak pierced straight into the clouds, while steep cliffs flanked both sides, rising and falling in an endless chain with no end in sight.
Green Mountain lay dimly visible beneath hazy white mist.
Wisps of pale azure smoke and mist coiled around the mountainside, spiraling ever upward. The higher one went, the denser the clouds became, gathering into a single mass.
The Main Peak of Cloud Mang Mountain resembled a vast, sinewy flood dragon coiled atop the Sea of Clouds.
The Spirit Feather Sect's branch sect was situated here, atop a Tier 2 Spirit Vein.
Immortal palaces stood in rows upon the mountaintop,