Jia Ren didn't hesitate. He decisively controlled the Flowing Fire Flying Box to increase its power, ascending to an altitude of tens of thousands of feet.
He didn't dare to gamble; he didn't want to suffer the same fate.
If flying to such heights still couldn't solve the problem, then all they could do was wait for death!
Above an altitude of tens of thousands of feet, the Gangfeng winds were fierce. The golden light shield formed by the Solid as Golden Soup Formation constantly warped, and its Spiritual Power consumption was astonishingly rapid.
The pressure on the Cloud-Surpassing Flying Boat intensified. A faint, grating sound, like teeth grinding, emanated from the Flying Boat, creating the ominous feeling that it could disintegrate at any moment.
Talisman Master Zhang focused entirely on controlling the two Defense Artifacts, the Yunling Miasma and the Icy Fog Veil, to reinforce the Flying Boat's structure and ensure it could continue flying for an extended period.
