Since the first true human was born, the Endless Sea had existed.
From ancient times to the modern era, the sparks of human thought could be said to converge right here.
This was an existence originally untouchable, also describable as another dimension.
Most sparks of thought had been extinguished by the mighty force of time, reverting to the seawater of primal consciousness, yet many had been preserved until now, gradually freeing themselves from the diffraction of collective consciousness and evolving into countless mysterious and unknown wonders.
How magical and inconceivable it was! Since realizing this, Li Xu had been constantly breathless and amazed.
Moluo Realm!
What kind of an island was it?
Now he had arrived, his determination and the risks he was taking were no less than those of the navigators of the great Age of Exploration.
Its significance was just as immense!
But in the beginning, no one realized this.
