To ordinary people, today's weather in Wangchun City is clear with clouds, but not many.
But in Duan Yun's eyes, the clouds in the sky today are a kind of giant entity, so vast and enormous that even ancient beasts can't describe them.
Even he feels a sense of oppression and fear.
Yet, there is also excitement.
Excitement for the unknown.
Duan Yun even doubts how many people in the Martial World, from ancient times till now, have flown this high to take a look like him.
The next moment, he stepped with his left foot on his right foot, his figure swayed, and he was already immersed in the clouds.
These clouds should be cumulonimbus clouds, and once Duan Yun entered, he felt the heavy moisture.
It didn't take long before he was completely soaked, and his vision was very limited.
Honestly speaking, this feeling is very oppressive, even more so than underwater.
In the middle of it, he could feel the clouds moving, carrying the moisture within them.
