Fang Zhen stepped through the Light Gate. After a moment of disorientation, the scenery around him changed.
When he could see his surroundings clearly, he couldn't help but gasp in amazement.
He had appeared on a high mountain, a cliff edge directly before him. The mountain was so tall that it allowed him to survey the entire landscape below.
Looking out, he saw a vast, azure sea stretching to the horizon. In every direction, the edge of the water was shrouded in a thick, encircling fog.
He was now on a mysterious and enchanting island.
The island was like a brilliant jewel set upon the sparkling surface of the sea, its silhouette partially hidden by a shroud of clouds. Although the sun was not visible, a golden light shone through the haze in the sky.
His current location was a towering mountain, its peak capped with a touch of snow, like a silver crown upon the island's head.
Clouds and mist swirled around the mountainside, a mysterious veil bestowed by nature.
