Deep within the fog realm, after a prolonged flight, Liu Yan finally reached the heart of the fog realm.
Beyond the boundless sea lay a massive island.
From afar, the island appeared shrouded in towering trees, their details obscured.
The forest, dense with these lofty trees, was unfathomable, concealing unknown dangers within.
Looking into the distance, the fog obscured any sense of the island's true size or the extent of the forest's reach.
As dusk settled, the white fog of the fog realm took on an orange hue, offering the clearest visibility of the day.
Such a scene, coupled with the serene forest, painted a tranquil picture that seemed almost ethereal.
Yet Liu Yan dared not let his guard down in the slightest.
Beyond this calm facade, he didn't know what perils lay hidden.
This serene moment marked dusk, the fog realm's prime time for visibility.
But beyond dusk awaited nightfall.
