The sea, where life began.
The sea seen by every pair of eyes was different—violent, gentle and delicate, tranquil. Nine thousand pairs of eyes saw nine thousand kinds of sea. There was no need to force one's thoughts upon others, nor any need to change. Just be oneself.
Tranquil and distant, Bai Yujun's dragon tail moved through the blue deep sea like a fish.
Swimming slowly...
The vast, serene deep sea was beautiful.
By now, it was impossible to tell how deep the seabed went. Even with her Dragon Clan Talent, Bai Yujun could not see the bottom. That was not normal; it could only be said that the oceans of the Primordial Immortal Realm were filled with marvels.
Her eyes looked into the depths of the sea and saw another... sky.
"This is the Primordial Immortal Realm. It cannot be judged by common sense. Fine, fine, this dragon admits she's confused."
She turned around and dived deeper, head down and feet up, unconcerned with speed.
Her dragon tail swished like a fish's tail.
In the ethereal, silent deep sea, a swath of white dress danced softly. Her white hair spread through the stillness of the Sunken Sea as she silently descended. The seawater was pure and clear. Here, it was easy to forget time, and if one stayed too long, loneliness would seep in.
Perhaps this was what the saying meant: one day in the Dragon Palace, a thousand years in the mortal world.
She dived for a long while.
Gradually, she saw that beneath the sea was a layer of clouds.
An endless expanse of white clouds.
"..."
Bai Yujun was certain she was diving downward, not floating upward.
A mighty divine dragon could still tell up from down, absolutely and without question. Since she had encountered something