Because in the clouds, people feel too isolated and lonely; that feeling of being a mere speck in the vast ocean can drive one insane over time.
Even now, floating downwards under the sunlight, the sensation of extreme loneliness, as if the whole world has only oneself, is severe.
Only upon seeing the outline of a town on the ground, and people like ants amid the field, did this feeling of loneliness begin to ease.
At this time, it was dinner time, and smoke was curling up around Wangchun City.
Watching these wisps of smoke, Duan Yun finally felt like he had truly returned to the human world.
"The smoke and fire of the human world are most soothing to the heart." This sentence is vividly exemplified here.
Duan Yun overlooked from above, originally deviating a little from Wangchun City, but as he floated down, he managed to correct his route step by step.
Just as he leaped over the city head and descended, a strong voice rang out, "No flying is allowed in Wangchun City!"
