Battle on the Black-Wind Cliff

Having reached the foot of the mountain, Xue Ying started rushing upwards. Sou sou sou, his body turned into a blur as he reached an altitude of two to three hundred meters in a blink of an eye. Xiang Pang Yun did not hesitate to chase after him. With one chasing after the other, they began traversing closer to the peak of this towering mountain… which Xue Ying and Xiang Pang Yun treated as if it was a flat surface.

"Rushing up another mountain?" Xiang Pang Yun had gone over quite a few mountains in this hunt. Initially as he started moving upwards, nothing felt wrong. It was only after a while of travelling did the surrounding wind start to get brutal, causing his expression to change. "This is… the Black-Wind Cliff?"

"This Dong Bo Xue Ying actually chose to head towards Black-Wind Cliff?" Xiang Pang Yun understood what his opponent was planning.

The Black-Wind Cliff itself did not contain much danger.