As the boat approached the stone cliff, the ancient rock face suddenly loomed vast before them, impossibly high.
A flight of stone steps stretched across the sea toward the cliff, frighteningly broad. Endless multitudes could ascend together without the slightest crowding.
Even so, many creatures were still fighting, leaving countless corpses behind.
Shi Zhao and Shi Hao had not yet parted ways. When the fluctuations on the cliff joined together and the suppressive force reached its peak, they mingled with the crowd of creatures and rushed up the mountain.
Along the way, they encountered an army of over a hundred thousand Flame Fish passing through. Each fish contained a trace of divine flame fluid, making them extremely valuable and rare. Yet so many had appeared here at once that no one dared provoke them, lest the shoal engulf them.
Only after more than twenty days did they finally reach the top of the cliff.
It was completely barren, without a blade of grass. The Kunpeng Nest they had seen earlier was only a phantom image; they had to pass through the Primordial Ancient Formation here to reach its true location.
Without stopping, they followed the other creatures onto the passage and emerged on a tiny island, where golden radiance shone everywhere like a dream.
Looking into the distance, they saw many similar islands scattered across the sea like stars on a chessboard. All of them glowed in different colors, dazzling to behold.
The seawater was crystalline, without wind or waves. Mist rose from it-astonishingly, it was Innate Essence. The spiritual energy was so dense it seemed impossible to dissolve. Shi Zhao took a deep breath and immediately felt refreshed in body and mind.
"This is a fine place to cultivate." A soft smile played on her lips.
The creatures nearby