Lin Tian opened the Spatial Jump gate at the Sovereign's Pavilion.
The portal shimmered, a tear in reality that showed a grey sky and the sound of crashing waves. He stepped through first, the others following close behind.
The transition hit him like a wall.
One moment he was in the warm, humid air of the Floating Forest, surrounded by the scent of blooming flowers and the gentle rustle of leaves. The next, salt spray stung his face and a cold wind cut through his robes.
His boots sank into black sand.
Lin Tian blinked, adjusting to the shift. Behind him, the gate closed with a soft pop, sealing off the warmth of home.
"By the forge," Yan Jiao muttered, wrapping her arms around herself. "What is this place?"
"The southern coast," Lin Tian said. "The edge of the Abyssal Ocean."
He looked around.
