The Yunxiao Chariot hovered in the air, parked three hundred meters above an ethereal, mist-shrouded peak.
Looking down at the boundless sea of clouds, those with sharp eyesight could catch glimpses of jagged, bizarre rocks and ancient, verdant trees.
Those with poor eyesight saw nothing but clouds upon clouds, making it look as though the chariot had simply stopped amidst the mist and remained motionless.
Chapter 27