They were like giant dragons, roaring as they surged through the jungle, washing everything in their path clean.
On either side of the river channels stood steep banks, hundreds of zhang high, like natural city walls that held the rivers firmly within their beds.
Some rivers were as narrow as streams, their waters crystal clear to the bottom as they flowed gently onward.
They wound and coiled through the jungle like silver ribbons, appearing and vanishing amid the green ocean.
In some places, fallen colossal trees blocked the channels, forming patches of swamp and wetland. From above, those swamps looked like shattered mirrors scattered throughout the jungle.
And most breathtaking of all were the waterfalls.
Ye Lin saw dozens of waterfalls, every single one vast enough to leave one speechless.
The grandest waterfall lay in the center of the continent.
It was at least ten thousand zhang wide, and its height exceeded ten thousand zhang as well.
Viewed from high above, it was like a white curtain of heaven pouring down from a cliff ten thousand zhang tall, blanketing the entire cliff face.
The force of the falling water was terrifying, throwing up mist that filled the sky. The mist rose thousands of zhang into the air, forming an enormous white cloud that completely shrouded the space above the waterfall.
From above, that cloud resembled a gigantic mushroom rising from the jungle, a truly magnificent sight.
Rainbows faintly emerged amid the mist.
There were not merely one or two of them, but countless rainbows layered upon one another like colorful bridges spanning above the waterfall.
Some even stretched beyond the clouds, connecting with rainbows in the sky and forming a breathtakingly magnificent spectacle.
Beneath the waterfall lay an enormous deep pool.
Its diameter spanned tens of thousands of li. The