The palace flickered in and out of sight, as though it hung in the air, yet also as though it had let a few beads dangle down to link it to the earth.
The palaces rose and fell in an unbroken sweep, with no end in sight.
Every palace within view was magnificent.
The smaller ones spanned dozens of li, while the larger ones spanned hundreds or thousands.
His gaze followed the great fish resembling a kunpeng, taking in palaces that were elegant, grand and resplendent, or strange.
The great bird the fish had transformed into soared into the air, skimmed over the palaces, and finally charged toward the sea.
As it approached the sea, the great bird turned into a great fish and plunged headfirst into it.
Boom!
Seawater churned, and towering waves swept across it in a magnificent spectacle.
Only after an unknown length of time did Wang Quan come back to his senses.
"Yu Wanzhou's cultivation art really is interesting."
He sighed in wonder.
Never in his dreams had he imagined that Yu Wanzhou's methods would be so profound and wondrous.
"Who knows how many places she searched through in the Historical Fragment? How did she end up encountering something so terrifying?"
"[The Emperor Speaks of Big Fish and Begonias Above Soaring Heavens]?"
"This so-called Soaring Heavens is actually that stretch of airborne palaces with no end in sight, isn't it?"
"I wonder who built such magnificent airborne palaces in those ancient years."
In the Historical Fragment, the beings of that era included both Aberrant Humans with strange abilities and terrifying practitioners of [life cultivation].
Yet there were no practitioners of [nature cultivation].
In the Present World, a great cultivator could naturally build magnificent airborne palaces.
But in that ancient era without [nature cultivation], what sort of