The clouds parted and the fog lifted, revealing the island with a gigantic and peculiar plant growing upon it. It looked like a golden Mandala Flower, its vibrant petals reflecting the twilight while the wind carried away its crystalline pollen, as if God's light shards sprinkled upon the mortal realm, drifting between the sea and the twilight sky.
Apart from that colossal Mandala Flower, the island was dotted with golden buds yet to bloom, nestled among the bronze ruins of broken walls and crumbling edifices, as if they took root in silent graves, mourning for the ancient relics.
Clearly, they had found the right place.
These ancient bronze structures were indeed from the ancient Deity civilization!
Just like the bronze palaces inside Sacred Mountain!
The sea, bathed in twilight, shimmered goldenly; the setting sun dipped into the horizon, and the world between the sea and the sky was so quiet as to appear just born and so beautiful that it brought tears to one's eyes.
