Lin Feng flew towards the canyon. As he gradually approached the canyon, the wind he felt became stronger and stronger.
At this moment, he was still thousands of meters away from the entrance of the canyon.
This bit of wind was nothing to Lin Feng. However, as he continued to approach, the wind had already turned into a storm. When the storm blew on his face, it was as painful as a knife.
However, this was still tolerable.
Lin Feng continued forward. When he was a thousand meters away from the entrance of the canyon, the storm had really become as sharp as a knife. At this moment, cuts appeared on his face.
Originally, when his consciousness entered the game, it should only be considered data. However, at this moment, blood actually flowed out of those cuts. It clearly affected reality!
Lin Feng landed on the ground. At this moment, it was no longer suitable for him to fly at this distance. He could only walk over from the ground.