A gentle breeze drifted by as white clouds rippled across the sky.
Fang Yang gazed down at the ground below.
He saw a hill that rose high, towering over the land.
The snow-white hill resembled a majestic great crane, spreading its wings toward the sky.
Around it, clusters of erratic, white streamers of light drifted lazily, flowing like a river.
"A crane stands, wings unfurled, singing to the heavens. Cloud tides churn and surge; the path of fortune is faint and distant."
As he looked at the terrain, this secret phrase surfaced in Fang Yang's mind.
Back then, Sub-Venerable Han Wu had specifically pointed out this Saint's dream world.
The reason was simple: the dream world's original owner was an extremely rare Dao Saint.
One could say that this Cangtian Crane dream world was even more precious than the Crimson Flood Dragon's.
'First Aperture, fifth Lifebound Divine Technique—Martial Path Celestial Eye!'
Having just arrived, Fang Yang remained cautious.
