South Sea's shore, observing the still waters that emerge and remain tranquil, neither affected by the tide's swell nor witnessing birds crossing the sea.
Gazing into the distance, the trees appeared like shepherd's purse, barely discernable amidst the shadowy, rugged mountains of the night.
Layered peaks washed clean, overlooking from the split sea one could see the abyssal cold depths, where the mountains and seas seemed like dark lands forsaken by the Divinity of this world.
Baili An could distinctly feel that the sea area opposite was emitting an aura stern and mysterious, starkly different from that of this world.
He had once controlled his sword between heaven and earth and looked down upon this world.
The world beyond the Bronze Gate had vast seas and scarce land. The living space for humans and native creatures seemed to be less than one percent of the entire world.
