"Ka ka ka..."
As Duanmu Nan stepped onto the grid, a series of piercing rolling sounds emerged from beneath the ground, as if something was about to appear.
"Be careful, Senior Brother!"
Yun Jin also recognized this sound, and the moment she heard the rolling beneath the ground, her expression changed.
"It's okay!"
Duanmu Nan gently shook his head. Although there was the sound of gears turning here, it wasn't dangerous.
"Don't worry, Aunt Yun, the rolling of the wheels beneath the ground is common. If these mechanisms could be judged solely by the sound of rolling wheels, it wouldn't be so difficult here."
Gouzi rubbed his nose, explaining.
Yun Jin nodded lightly, realizing this made sense.
This grid was too vast; just looking at its length, it stretched endlessly. So imagining flying over by using Qinggong was nearly impossible.
Because Qinggong requires a place to leverage.
