At the edge of the white clouds.
A small hand with its sleeve rolled up reached out to grab a clump of cloud and pulled with all its might.
Then a pair of dragon horns emerged, followed by Bai Yujun's pretty face gritting her teeth in effort. This marshmallow-like cloud was not easy to climb while floating in the air; it took skill and was a little difficult.
From the side, Bai Yujun hung from the edge, kicking her legs and swishing her tail...
With a hard flip, she soared into the air!
A perfect turn, a textbook landing.
Stunned.
"Could those crumbling walls up there be Ancient Ruins? Could Kunlun Ruins be referring to this place? It's fallen into disrepair and become a wreck—it ought to be demolished. What a pity I don't dare steal it. How wonderful it would be to take it back to the Little Broken Ball World for myself."
In the distance lay the ruins of ancient palaces, with neither spiderwebs nor wild beasts dwelling among them.
Spiders and wild beasts could not come to this place.
It was incredibly quiet.
So quiet she could hear her own breathing and heartbeat, quiet to the utmost extreme.
She could imagine the clamor from when these ruins had flourished, ancient gods coming and going, strange divine beasts and birds gathered here. Now, all of it had long become the past. Countless species had slowly withered away in the River of Time, never to return to their former glory.
She looked at the old ruins, then turned back to look at Mirror Lake.
"Good thing the sacred mountain is hard to climb. Otherwise, those primitive Ancient Remnants would scramble up here whenever they pleased, tear apart the old ruins to build illegal additions, and even bathe in Mirror