In the Name of God

Falanis Floating City sped through the Astral Plane.

Looking out from the Floating City, they saw only an endless silver ocean. Its waters, composed of pure spiritual energy, were kept outside by the protective shield. No matter which direction they looked, the view was the same: gray and white bands of light churned endlessly like distant stars. They were projections of the many planes of the Aerenus World.

Distance had no practical meaning in the Astral Plane. A movement in an instant was equivalent to crossing an extremely vast distance in the Material Plane.

Locating oneself in the Astral Plane was exceedingly difficult.

However, for a Soul Saint Wizard who possessed a Floating City, it was easy. In the eyes of the people, the entire world flashed past like fleeting light and shadows, as if they were in a dream.

A few minutes later, the Floating City activated its jump again, preparing to leave the Astral Plane.

Everyone waited in silence.

The activation process took another five minutes. They felt the Floating City beneath their feet tremble, and in the blink of an eye, the scene before them changed completely. The boundless silver ocean became blue skies and white clouds, with a sun hanging high above them. It was a familiar sight.

The Floating City had returned to the Material Plane!

From Eight Leaves Plaza, they could see a blue ocean to the west, while the other three directions were covered by land stretching beyond sight. The temperature here was somewhat higher than in the Empire. It was already early winter there, but here, there was still a trace of heat, as if it were the end of summer.

This was the typical climate of the Subcontinent. They had arrived at Sabkhtainai.

"Look over there!"

Someone pointed toward the east.