The wind is strong and the sky is high, the apes are howling sadly, the clear water and white sand, the birds are flying back.

The river flows straight down for three thousand feet, and the rolling Yangtze River never ends.

Floating at the top of the sky, Chen Yu is surrounded by blue and white stripes, and he opens his arms, quietly feeling the incredibly hot and powerful energy in his body, unable to extricate himself for a while.

He had never thought that a human, or a tiny and fragile life form, could control such an immeasurable power.