The thick night fog resembles a curtain hanging in the air, the great mountains piercing through the dense layers of black clouds, appearing even more oppressive. The peaks revealed float above the boundless sea of mist, like isolated islands suspended in the sky, scattered across the sky.
Qin Ming travels through the wind; initially, he drew power from the ground, but as his mastery over the wind grew more refined, he gradually ascended into the cloud and fog, occasionally landing on those "isolated islands" to rest in mid-air before traversing across.
For him, this experience is novel and marks a significant progress, comparable to truly flying.
Since he mastered the fierce gusts of wind, even if he suddenly fell from the sky without a parachute, he could land smoothly.
The Sunset Forest is five thousand miles away from the Black and White Mountain; it's a vast plain with dense forests, lush and vibrant, brimming with life.
