The people from the Guardians and the Sole True Sect entered Golden Dragon Island at the same time.
Whether it was Xue Wu's first visit or Feng Du and the others arriving today, they all felt as though their horizons had been blasted wide open.
Looking down from high above, they saw an entire continent stretching endlessly across the boundless sea.
Blue ocean surrounded it, with a green continental oasis at its center.
Around the continent, snow-white beaches stretched for dozens of miles. Even from dozens of meters away, one could see the seabed; the water was crystal clear.
Several harbors and piers stood quietly along the coast.
The waves gently slapped the beach, sending up white foam like piled layers of snow.
Water flew and splashed, droplets scattering through the air at every moment as though translucent jade were constantly being formed, reflecting breathtaking rosy clouds and rainbows.
Green trees cast shade everywhere, and the island astonishingly held more than a hundred freshwater lakes of various sizes.
They were like pearls of differing sizes, inlaid within the scenery.
In some places, vast tracts of farmland were arranged in pleasing disorder.
Every corner of the island was spotless.
Countless buildings and residences were nestled amid the lakes and mountains.
The largest building was undoubtedly the resplendent and expansive Golden Dragon Hall. Bi Changhong muttered, "This continent in the sea isn't much smaller than Divine Capital..."
Bai Jing admired the scenery as he walked. His recent defeat seemed to have had no effect on him whatsoever.
Standing high above and looking at Golden Dragon Island below, he said lightly, "If the entire island is counted, it's about three times the size of Divine Capital. But its population is about the same. Perhaps even slightly smaller."
"After all, it's a large island.