After a familiar sensation of the world spinning, when Zhao Sheng opened his eyes again, he found himself in an otherworldly realm resembling a paradise, with green mountains and clear waters, and spirit clouds floating in the air.
In front of him, towering peaks stretched into the clouds, lined up in a continuous chain that extended to the horizons.
Each mountain peak was bathed in radiant celestial light, with thousands of auspicious rays shining across hundreds of miles. Countless spirit clouds enveloped the forests, while immortal cranes and spirit birds flew through the clouds, their clear cries echoing across the heavens and earth.
At this moment, he was atop a mountain peak, gazing into the distance at the surrounding mountains. Occasionally, various streams of flowing light streaked across the sky, falling to the peaks like meteors, spectacularly beautiful.
