"This... is the Dragon Clan's Sacred Land?"
Fang Yu widened his eyes, looking at the scene before him.
It was an endless circular basin. In the center of the basin, it was bottomless; occasionally, a pale blue light would flash by, allowing a clear sense of the rippling water of the lake.
All around the basin was a Green Fairyland, with towering trees that reached the skies and foliage with red flowers and green leaves sprawling the forest.
There were winding rivers flowing from the edges of the heavenly rift towards the center of the basin, forming the majestic aura of the Sea Accepting All Rivers.
And...
There was something else that made Fang Yu's eyes gape wide open.
Over there, above the basin, there was a floating island with an oval-shaped base and a flat top!
Yes! It was floating!
On that island, lush and verdant, with branches and leaves flourishing. Amazingly, at the island's edge, water constantly flowed downwards, endlessly throughout the years!
