What was the principle behind this?
Su Ping held up the little leaf.
The leaf had no perceptible weight, yet Su Ping seemed to be supporting a mountain weighing thousands upon thousands of pounds, his expression utterly solemn and serious.
His eyes stared unblinkingly at the little thing before him.
And at the tiny coral island atop the leaf.
He was not the only one. Even Meng Yao, who should have been piloting the Wavebreaker back to the Heart of Myriad Spirits, had joined Su Ping aboard the Proud Dragon. The two stared wide-eyed, both fixing their gazes firmly on the object in his hand.
Even though Su Ping was the owner and holder of this World Tree leaf, his head was still full of questions and confusion.
How exactly had this thing done it?
Although Wind Island was neither an island connected to the mainland nor a volcanic island connected directly to the seabed, but rather a relatively ordinary coral island, it was still an island.
And such a huge island certainly could not be moved just like that.
Whether it could be set down safely after being moved, whether its water level and elevation could remain stable-all of these were questions.
Granted, what he had heard from the Poison Saint during his earlier trip to Dian-Tibet, about that supposed new world that had suddenly appeared, was enough to prove that this sort of world fusion not only had no hidden risks, but probably had effects far more powerful than Su Ping imagined.
Even though what Su Ping held was only a little leaf, nowhere near as magnificent as the entire World Tree, presumably it should not have those hidden risks either.
Still, without a doubt, beyond its Wood Element nature, what was even more terrifying about this World