Lin Hui stood by the side of the Moth Car, looking out and down.
The ground of the Inner City below—with its small mountains, plains, streams, and roads—was rapidly shrinking.
This meant they were ascending at a tremendous speed.
They climbed higher and higher.
Soon, the details on the ground blurred, and the thin mist in the air veiled everything.
"Brace yourself," Hong Ling warned.
Before Lin Hui could react—
Poof!
With a muffled sound, the Moth Car plunged into the sea of mist high in the sky.
Everything around them turned a pristine white; the dense fog obscured all vision.
After a few breaths of this...
With another poof, the Moth Car burst out of the sea of mist and into an open sky, bathed in brilliant golden sunlight.
The vast, white sea of mist churned below their feet, its surface gilded in places with a faint golden light.
In the distant sky, a golden sun—a sight he hadn't seen for too long—quietly and peacefully radiated its warm light.
