บท 872: Floating Island

"Ahhh-!?"

Feeling the air rushing against her face the moment she opened her eyes, Yi Xuan could not stop herself from screaming in fear, as she realized she had been transported somewhere above the clouds. Given that she had yet to reach the Nascent Soul Realm, falling from such a height was almost certain death. Making Yi Xuan start panicking even more.

"Can you quiet down for a moment? Don't you see that we aren't falling?"

"A- Huh?"

Suddenly hearing the voice of Lu Wen calling out to her from the side, Yi Xuan could not help tilting her head in confusion before starting to look around herself.

Indeed, like what he had said, she wasn't falling any more. Instead, she was sitting on top of one of the clouds she had first seen after being transported by the weird stone with the teapot symbol on top of it.