An hour later, the spiritual energy cloud under their feet finally began to slow.
The prince raised his head and looked to the front as if sensing something, only for his heart to tremble involuntarily. To their front stood majestic mountains akin to pillars that were supporting the heavens, connecting the sky and land.
Between the mountains flowed vast, gigantic rivers. From above, it looked as if an endless basilisk was twisting and coiling around them.
An indescribable aura dashed into the sky, making one feel as if the faint hiss of basilisk was echoing across the land.
The prince and the rest landed on one of the mountains. Before the giant mountains and rivers that separate them, the group was as tiny as ants.
"The spiritual here… is so pure!" Ezra suddenly discovered that the spiritual energy around him was extremely pure, beating even the Gold Quarter of his.
