At the sight of the colossal phantom flickering in and out of view in the distance, Changfeng was not alarmed but delighted. As long as he could see a special place, there was hope.
He had been flying over this boundless sea for more than two years. Other than sea, there had been nothing but sea; he had never again encountered an island like those he had found before.
Now that he saw the enormous phantom on the horizon, Changfeng could not help devoting more attention to controlling the Flying Boat, and its speed increased considerably.
Because it was so far away, Changfeng could only make out its vague outline for now.
After flying for a day, when Changfeng looked again at that enormous phantom, it seemed as though the distance between them had not changed much.
But Changfeng was not in a hurry. There was a saying in the mortal world: a horse can be run to death chasing a mountain in the distance. The same held true upon this boundless ocean.
After nearly three months of flight, Changfeng had drawn close to the outline of the colossal phantom he had first seen.
By then, that enormous outline was no longer a phantom in Changfeng's eyes, but a massive purple-black mountain peak.
The mountain was shaped like a heart placed upside down in the sea—or rather, it was simply a heart set in the sea.
Because this was the source of that heartbeat. It was a living heart!
As Changfeng flew closer from afar, he estimated that this heart was at least several billion li in size.
Changfeng was now only a million li away from the heart.
Because the heart was simply too enormous, he could no longer see its boundaries whether he looked to either side or