In the next moment, he took the two along with Su Qingqing, transforming into a stream of light heading towards the city outskirts.
His speed was exceedingly fast, and the two, caught in the distant end, felt their minds blank. Before they could gather their thoughts, they found themselves atop a high cliff.
With feet on the thick snow, moments later, their distant souls seemed to have just caught up.
The two regained their senses.
Lv Yuchen gasping for breath murmured, "Brother Wang, honestly, I feel a bit weak in the knees, almost unable to stand."
This wasn't like flying in an airplane; even a rocket couldn't be this fast.
Having always lived on the ground, hardly even jumping around, Lv Yuchen felt this first heavenly journey was quite awful.
Luckily, he wasn't excessively frightened to the point of breaking down; his face was just a little pale.
