Huo Yuhao personally asked Xuan Ziwen to make this flying-type soul tool for him. It carried all his longing for Dong’er.

Quickly, everyone rose a thousand meters into the air. At that height, they could barely see what was underneath them. To an ordinary person, they would resemble birds.

Huo Yuhao flew at the front, He Caitou and Xu Sanshi flanked him. Ji Juechen, Jing Ziyan, Ye Guyi, and Nan Qiuqiu followed them.

Of those here, Ji Juechen was the most unfamiliar with flying-type soul tools. Other than his own sword, he normally did not come into contact with any other types of equipment. If not for the fact that he had a chance to fight, he might not even have come this time. As he controlled his flying-type soul tool, it was obvious that he was a rookie at it. His handsome face was ice-cold.

A Grade 7 flying-type soul tool would release a protective soul barrier for its user. This protective soul barrier underwent special treatment....