After Chu Chen left Long Batian's residence, he flew straight into the sky from the stronghold.
The peaks on both sides of the Purple Bamboo Valley were thousands of feet high. Chu Chen flew using his own soul power, and his speed was not fast. It took him several minutes to reach the mountain peak.
The sea of clouds churned, and the strong wind howled, creating a unique charm to the scenery.
Gazing at the ever-surging sea of clouds, Chu Chen couldn't help but feel a surge of heroic spirit in his chest. He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a long howl.
The roar lasted for a long time before it slowly subsided.
That roar seemed to have expelled all the pent-up energy in his heart, making him feel much lighter.
It was as if he had the magnificent ambition of "No one supports my ambition, I will tread the snow to the mountaintop on my own."
