After digesting the information Jing Mingfeng told him, Bai Yunfei had a pensive look on his face. “If the mist is so strange and can’t be walked in, then what about…flying?”

He pointed a finger up, “If we use a soulbeast that can fly to go over the clouds, we should be able to get to the top straight away, right?”

Though he asked the question, Bai Yunfei had more or less the answer to it already. There were plenty of people with flying soulbeasts gathered here, but none of them were seemingly in a rush to go up. That meant there was something else about this place that didn’t make that option possible.

Jing Mingfeng shook his head, of course. “We wouldn’t even be here if the answer was that simple. In the skies...