The shadow looked like an iceberg frozen in the void, its surface covered by an exceptionally thick layer of gray-white mist.
Little Crane slowly approached the shadow. The spatial pressure around Spirit Crane Space rose noticeably, like the strengthening pull a small boat felt as it neared a vast whirlpool.
When Spirit Crane Space was only tens of thousands of Ten-Thousand Zhang from the shadow, Fang Chen finally saw its true form.
It was the Ruins of a vast city.
Most of the city wall had collapsed, but the sections that remained still rose ten thousand Ten-Thousand Zhang high. Scars that looked hacked by blades and axes covered the walls, alongside charred marks left by spells. Wind and erosion had eaten some places into honeycombs, yet the walls' former grandeur was still plain to see.
Inside the walls, countless ruined buildings lay scattered like forgotten tombstones.
At the deepest point of the city stood an enormous circular structure.
Its style was entirely unlike the ruined palaces around it. Its surface was as smooth as polished black jade, without a single crack or blemish.
It resembled a giant bowl turned upside down, more than ten thousand Ten-Thousand Zhang across and over a thousand zhang tall. There were no doors, windows, or entrances on its surface, only concentric rings like tree rings spreading outward from the center.
Those rings gave off a faint Silver-White glow amid the gray-white mist, as soft and enduring as a halo around the moon.
"That's the Reincarnation Ferry!"
The Glazed Immortal King's voice rang out inside Spirit Crane Space, carrying the relief of someone who had finally reached his destination after long years. He said:
"But the Reincarnation Coffin we saw back then wasn't inside this city. It was hidden within a spatial fold. I only found