C138

Lower Southern Wasteland

In the sky, there were white clouds. In the sky that was tens of thousands of feet high, a colorful cloud slowly floated by. Dugu Yifeng sat on a cloud and imagined himself sitting on a colorful cloud ten years ago, but that was with his master. Now, Dugu Yifeng had learned the technique to ride the cloud, but ten years had passed in a flash!

"Time flies