Looking at the creatures within the mist, Cao Xing felt a twinge of trepidation in his heart.
"Are they beasts of the snowland? Or something else?"
He instinctively felt something was amiss, so he said: "Isabell, stop emitting the light."
"Alright."
With those words, the woman ceased the glow.
Simultaneously, the dense fog enveloped their surroundings again, and that uneasy feeling in Cao Xing's heart faded.
He remained high above, his gaze scanning the realm's surroundings.
After observing for a few minutes and confirming nothing was out of the ordinary, he said directly:
"Let's go, we're heading back."
With that, he and Isabell dived straight down toward the area below.
Like piercers through thick clouds, they descended three to four thousand meters before they could faintly see lights emanating from the territory.
Following the direction of the light, the two quickly landed steadily.
