Liang Yuan looked down at Yangshan below, the trees gradually getting smaller as they flew higher.
"Liang Yuan, it's too high, they're still flying upwards."
In no time, Liang Yuan and Tu Long had already flown to the peak of Yangshan, higher than the summit.
But the flock of mysterious birds did not stop, continuing to fly upwards towards the sky.
Liang Yuan said in a deep voice: "Follow them, there's no place to land here, I want to see where they are headed."
Tu Long didn't waste any words, flapped his wings, and continued to chase after the mysterious birds.
At this moment, the sky was pouring rain, Tu Long's giant eagle form appeared a bit strained.
This altitude was one he rarely flew to.
Liang Yuan looked down at Yangshan below, which had already become small.
Looking like a mound of earth.
Liang Yuan estimated that they were at least a thousand meters high now.
Suddenly, Tu Long shouted: "They're entering the clouds!"
