At Humble's earnest plea, Zhang Ze chose to believe, and followed Humble's guidance to the starting point of another route at East and West City.
According to the map, there are two routes to White Emperor City. One route starts at Celestial Capital City, and the other route starts at this East and West City.
Under the aurora, Zhang Ze flew on his Flying Sword. In about half a day, he saw the city walls of East and West City.
Vaguely, he could only see a blurred silhouette.
As he approached East and West City, it was indeed like what Little Monk had said, a mysterious, illusory feeling emerged.
However, it was merely a feeling, and perhaps due to its own unique reasons, to him it felt only mildly intoxicating.
In a way, he could still drink.
"If this Northern Icefield is like liquor, wouldn't Junior Sister be drunk with a mere touch, while I remain sober after a thousand cups?"
