High above, Ji Xinghuo rode on the back of the Silver Winged Pegasus, his gaze occasionally sweeping around and below, feeling the strong wind whooshing past him.
The speed of the Silver Winged Pegasus was not very fast, but it was stable.
After flying for over an hour, he had completely mastered the skills to control the Pegasus. Riding it definitely couldn't compare to sitting in an airplane, but its freedom of flight and the unique perspective it offered when looking down at the earth had its own charm.
Four hours later.
Ji Xinghuo noticed that the flying speed had decreased, and the Pegasus was getting fatigued, so he let it descend. After confirming there were no dangers in the area below using magnetic field sensing, he landed by a small river with lush grass, perfect for the Pegasus to drink and graze.
Upon landing, the Pegasus breathed heavily.