Han Fei would never have enough of the scenery from the Floating Islands.
It was early in the morning, the rising sun enveloped the ocean, casting the golden-red light among the clouds, and countless fishers controlled their fishing boats to go to sea. This scene was beautiful and full of life.
In the plantation, Han Fei opened his eyes from cultivation, and when the first rays of morning light came over, the spiritual energy of the entire plantation would riot. Masses of spiritual energy gathered and dispersed in the plantation.
A flame ignited on Han Fei. However, a ball of water immediately wrapped him until the flame went out.
Han Fei stopped cultivating and looked up at the rising sun. This was his 10th time trying to absorb the spiritual energy from the fiery sun. However, he never succeeded.
