The sea of clouds was surging, and a bitter wind was blowing.
Bing Ruolan spread her arms wide, her slender figure plunging into the endless sea of clouds.
A tightening sensation gripped Luo Feng's heart. This mountain peak rose a thousand zhang from the ground. Even a half-step Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist would be shattered to pieces if they fell from here!
WHOOSH!
With no hesitation, Luo Feng sprang into action, propelling himself forward with all his might using the Teng Dragon's Step.
"Hmm?"
Reaching the cliff's edge, Luo Feng glanced down. His eyebrows raised slightly as he abruptly halted.
Beneath the cliff, the sea of clouds was transformed into a light golden hue by the rays of the rising morning sun. Bing Ruolan, holding her skirt, stood on tiptoe, strangely poised on the cloud layer, rotating gently. Beneath her pale green skirt, a pair of slender, shapely calves were partially visible.
