Xiao Yi's figure was already thousands of miles away.
This meant he was at the end boundary of the Heavenly Mechanism Inheritance Land.
Ahead, there was an empty expanse.
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, instinctively knowing that this end boundary was far from simple.
Xiao Yi walked steadily.
After a while, his steps paused.
"Hmm? Wind?" Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.
Suddenly, around him, wisps of desolate wind began to gust.
The gust was not blowing from all directions but seemed to originate out of thin air, swirling all around.
"Hmm?" Xiao Yi slowly opened his arms.
It was not him opening his arms, but rather this wind was swirling around them, lifting his arms.
Xiao Yi glanced at his feet.
Below, beside his feet, the wind also swirled.
Though his feet were not lifted, they made his steps feel light.
This wind was quite comfortable.
It felt as though it could blow into his body, and refresh his mind.
