"Is this Yun City?" Han Li found himself surrounded by green light. He raised his head to gaze at the distant sky, his expression turning peculiar.
"Indeed! As the name implies, Yun City is the second place capable of hovering in the air within the spirit realm, right after the Sky Island. Although it cannot drift leisurely with the wind like the Sky Island, it can freely ascend or descend in height with the changing seasons," Jia Tianmu smugly stroked the few short mustaches on his chin as he replied.
Currently, the two of them stood atop a small mountain, while in the high sky hundreds of miles away, a hovering giant city loomed there.
The city was suspended tens of thousands of feet high, surrounded by white clouds, and was constructed entirely from some unknown white material.
Given its height and immense size, those seeing it for the first time could hardly help but feel an extraordinary shock in their hearts.
