Across the East Sea, onto land, then into the Mountain and River State Map; afterward, back into the world outside, onward through the Southern Sea, then over land into the Western Sea...
Just as the Dragonkind Song had sung, the White Dragon drew the great tide and flood onward without cease. Wherever he passed, every lurking monster and demon perished beneath the flood and Lightning Tribulation!
Through repeated turns of the journey and several passages into the Mountains and Seas World, he encountered more than surging waters and heavenly lightning. Other monstrous trials had arisen along the way as well.
After enduring a thousand hardships and ten thousand perils, the White Dragon led the waters out of the Mountain and River State Map once more in the spring of the second year.
This time, the flood was no longer so turbulent. This time, although dark clouds still blanketed the world outside, no Tribulation Lightning flashed within them.
This was a remote stretch of the Northern Territory. In the darkness of night, a great river rose rapidly, while a white, dragon-shaped shadow swam downstream, drawing the vast waters along behind him.
The flood submerged every field along its course, frightening the small animals in the woods and fields into flight. Flocks of birds flew from the forests toward the mountains.
Fortunately, it was still early in the season and the weather remained cold. All living things had yet to put forth new growth, and there were no crops in the fields.
Yet the depths of winter had passed, and the breath of spring was gradually rising.
His body battered and broken, Ao Po raised his head to look at the sky. The clouds were still heavy, yet they no longer bore down on him so forcefully. There was something vaguely familiar