On the canyon path.
Xiao Yi's slow steps had become smooth.
However, in this smoothness, the stop-and-go movements, the advances and retreats, carried an inexplicable awkwardness.
This awkwardness was different from normal feelings.
It seemed more like a fundamental conflict.
"Impressive." A trace of amazement flashed through Xiao Yi's eyes.
Undoubtedly, he was comprehending something.
Yet, the difficulty of it clearly exceeded his previous expectations.
Whoosh...
His steps moved once again.
After several minutes.
Even though Xiao Yi advanced and retreated like this, he still traveled about ten miles.
At this point, the awkwardness in his movements had disappeared.
The situation of advancing and retreating also no longer appeared.
Instead, it was replaced by a struggle with every step.
His pace had become extremely slow.
His expression also suddenly turned slightly grim.
This grim expression lasted for an hour.
