There were no living creatures born yet in the Fairy Realm.
The Tai'a Mountain connected to this world, not by piercing into the Heavenly World but by a kind of link that even Su He couldn't articulate.
All the mountains in the Heavenly World, with Tai'a as the mother! They floated amidst the starry sky, magnificent and beautiful.
In the center, there was a large island—or rather, it could be called a continent.
Above the continent, the sound of immortals lingered, a natural symphony of the world itself, sometimes like strings or drums, sometimes like wind or rain.
To the west of the continent stood towering mountains, atop which lay the serene Heavenly Pond.
The water of this pond was a blend of lamp oil and droplets of Chaos, thicker and heavier than ordinary water, diffusing a faint fragrance.
