Three months later, at Dongting Lake, the misty waves had completely dispersed, leaving only the Spirit Light, interweaving like shuttles, ceaselessly coming and going.
Within the Spirit Light were various kinds of flying magical artifacts, with building ships and flying boats predominant. In addition, there were many flying spirit animals with massive bodies and wingspans like clouds, their backs teeming with people, so much so they were loaded with crowds.
Thus, the Spirit Light flowed like a stream, entering Dongting, heading collectively towards Fish and Dragon Island like rivers into the sea.
Aboard one of the building ships stood an old man with white hair, hands clasped behind his back, while a young boy and girl stood respectfully behind him.
