On the Ghostly Flood Dragon.
The deck.
Su Ye calmed his mind and focused, banishing all stray thoughts.
After a long while, he opened his eyes and gazed south with a complicated expression.
'So... it wasn't a delusion after all.'
'It's not just breaking through to a major realm. Even breaking through to a minor realm comes with some kind of influence.'
"South...?" Su Ye frowned.
Upon breaking through to Late-stage Foundation Establishment, a yearning for the south had surfaced in his heart, just as it had for Luo Qing'e.
However, his symptoms were much milder compared to Luo Qing'e's case.
The intensity of the urge was as faint as a passing cloud.
After piloting the Ghostly Flood Dragon south of Donglong Island for a while, it had basically dissipated.
Even if he had ignored it, the feeling would have faded on its own before long.
'Perhaps it's because I didn't rely on any mysterious external force to break through to Late-stage Foundation Establishment?'
