WHOOSH—
Snow fell like a waterfall, sealing the mortal world in ice.
After leaving Xuzhou Prefecture.
Wu Dao had no intention of lingering on the front lines. He flew through the air at top speed, crossing over mountains of ice and fields of snow.
He didn't return to Guangqing Prefecture either. Instead, he simply picked a random direction and flew toward the edge of the sky.
There were some things...
He had to verify them for himself. He wouldn't just take Prince Nanyang's word for it.
For example...
The matter of the Divine Wilderness World being a 'cage'!
RUMBLE—
Wu Dao's speed was incredible, many times the speed of sound. In the blink of an eye, he left mountains and rivers behind him, quickly crossing a distance equivalent to an entire Prefecture.
But the land before him still stretched on endlessly.
In fact,
the Southern Border was vast.
Thirteen Prefectures.
