Amid the howling wind and lashing rain, True Origin Old Ancestor strode through the air. His white hair streamed in the gale, his golden robes fluttered, and his expression was resolute as he stared straight ahead.
His gaze suddenly fell to the west. Following his line of sight, amid the towering waves stood a small island, quiet and still. No matter how violently the surrounding sea surged, the island was never submerged.
He hesitated for a moment, then flew toward the island.
He had not deliberately flown to this stretch of sea. Rather, as he traveled, the wind and clouds had suddenly changed. At first, he had paid it no mind, but afterward, no matter what he did, he could not fly out of this sea. Only then did he realize he might have strayed into a forbidden zone of heaven and earth.
There were still many forbidden zones of heaven and earth like this, born of the Heavenly Rules. They caused living beings to lose their way, or made them sink into ruin and rot away, their effects strange beyond counting.
True Origin Old Ancestor, who had wandered the world, remained very calm. He felt that with his abilities, he could break out.
However, the truth was not as he imagined.
After a long time with no way to break free, True Origin Old Ancestor began to grow wary. Now that he had finally seen a small island, he had to go and take a look. Perhaps the way out was on the island.
He swiftly flew onto the island. Hovering in the air, he looked down with a frown. Very soon, his gaze was drawn to a certain spot on the island.
He raised his right hand and seized through the air. A wooden figure quickly flew before