Desolate Edge, gigantic cliffs suspended in the void, a sacred figure slowly made her way through the darkness.
Night was her robe, only revealing her majestic outline as she passed the vast desolate cliffs, walking, walking, gradually merging with the boundless land nourished by the vast curtain of rain ahead. The land also boasted ancient forests and expansive mountain ranges, her silhouette akin to both mountain and tree, blending into one with the mountains and forests, as ephemeral and mysterious as the shadow of the sky.
In the Pure Land City, atop the Wood Cloud Top, Shen Wenhai, who was temporarily in charge of navigation, stood on the distant storage wood, wearing a pair of newly developed Spiritual Vision glasses. His gaze pierced through the thin realm's atmosphere, observing the continent ahead.
As he noticed the rain curtain blocking out the sun, and saw the world filled with unique birds and beasts, a hint of helplessness gradually appeared in Shen Wenhai's eyes.
