The Kunpeng Tribe’s old ancestor moved with extreme speed, so fast that the group couldn’t discern the surrounding scenery at all. The view changed at the speed of lightning. Even a single glance at the outside world would induce dizziness.

Suddenly, they felt a void beneath their feet. The water sphere restraining them vanished, and they all dropped to the ground like dumplings into a pot.

Fortunately, the fall wasn’t from a great height, so no one was injured. They simply tumbled about, their appearances somewhat unseemly.

“Why is the ground so rough?” Man Gu complained as he rubbed his buttocks.

“No, this isn’t ground. It’s a bird nest,” Li Haoran stated solemnly.

Beneath their feet were criss-crossed branches, each as thick as two men, though it was unknown what kind of tree they had been removed from. The nest itself was boundless,...