Two days later.
A silver-white sword light slowly suspended among the clouds.
"This is...Changye?"
Gu Xiaoman sat cross-legged on Gu Shen's "Sword of Truth," now high above the clouds, overlooking the square ancient city, feeling both the profound historical atmosphere and the ethereal, otherworldly mist.
"Yes, this is Changye."
Gu Shen glanced at Gu Xiaoman with a smile.
This was the Changye she longed to see from afar.
"Let's go down quickly, what are we waiting for?"
Gu Xiaoman's eyes sparkled, she eagerly spoke.
"Don't rush."
Gu Shen replied leisurely: "Take a look around, and then look above..."
Gu Xiaoman looked up, seeing countless black mechanical vertical eyes hidden in the clouds.
"What's this?"
Xiaoman had seen the "Heavenly Eye" controlled by the Deep Sea, but these mechanical vertical eyes were higher and more concealed. If not reminded by Gu Shen, she wouldn't have noticed these overseers.
"This is Changye's unique 'eye,' named 'Wind Eye.'
