"Boom——"
Yan Moshan landed swiftly on the ground, followed by Li Luo, who also descended from the sky.
"Brother, what's this... what happened? Have you conquered another beauty?"
Ma Long asked with a mixture of confusion and surprise as he looked at Li Luo behind Yan Moshan.
"Haha—— I've already negotiated with her! Come on, let's all move forward and visit her Tribe of Feathermen People."
"Ah? Feathermen Tribe?" The others looked at Yan Moshan in surprise.
"Yes, the Feathermen Tribe! And the Illusory Moon Treasury we're headed to is guarded by them," Yan Moshan explained.
"Oh, I see!" The group finally understood.
"Alright, let's all go together!"
So, Yan Moshan called out to his group of companions and followed Li Luo onward.
At this moment, the snow in the sky thickened, and a thick layer of white snow covered the ground. The sound of crunching snow could be heard as everyone walked on it.
Li Luo glanced back at Yan Moshan and his group and sighed,