A crescent moon hung in the sky, adorned by the curtain of the Star River.
A magnificent palace floated in mid-air, drawing clear streams from the lake below, flowing like a soaring serpent in the sky before cascading into a small river within the palace.
The river continued its journey and cascaded down like a waterfall, returning to the lake below.
Inside the palace, the decor was simple yet elegant. In a plainly decorated room, Kane sat cross-legged on a soft bed.
At the moment, Kane's brow was furrowed, and tiny beads of sweat trickled down his face.
Around him were arcane runes appearing and disappearing, their flashing twists dizzying the mind.
Suddenly, the runes flashed as if extinguished lights and vanished.
Kane abruptly opened his eyes.
"Huff, huff."
He was somewhat breathless, seemingly uncomfortable from the previous scene.
Indeed, comprehending rules was not as simple as he thought. Earlier, he had underestimated this and lost his sense of awe.
