Chapter 1001 - Chapter 116 Poet

The area embraced by the World Tree was tranquil and peaceful, like a beautiful paradise from a fairytale. Points of light twirled around the aerial roots, flickering in and out of sight, reminiscent of stars twinkling in the sky. Below this canopy of stars was a flat expanse of lawn. Of course, if we were to measure by area, its scope of one or two square kilometers might more accurately be called a prairie. On the prairie, the grass just over ankle height was soft and tender. Occasionally, it would sway with the passing breeze. Stepping onto it felt like treading on softness itself, weightless as if about to fly into the clouds.