After about ten minutes, Chen Tianming's spirit at his feet finally felt the hard things.

to be careful, a silver butterfly flew from Chen Tianming. The glittering light lit up the surrounding scenery.

Chen Tianming's feet are windy, his body is slightly twisted, his feet are slightly knocked on the cliff wall, most of the force has been removed from his body falling rapidly, and his body that continues to fall is becoming light and slow.

"poof!" Chen Tianming has stepped on the ground at the bottom of the cliff.

I took a look around. There was thick fog everywhere. Even with Chen Tianming's eyes, it was hard to see...