That mountain range barred the vicious sea winds and towering waves, leaving only rain, dew, and sunshine for the world beyond.
Beyond the mountains lay a dense forest, which looked like fine down from high above. Outside the forest stretched fertile plains, their grasslands like a blue-green felt blanket.
This place lay untold tens of thousands of miles from the Chaotian Continent, yet the Unthought Sword seemed to have been here before. Without any hesitation, it descended from high above and flew toward that continent.
At the southernmost end, the mountains gradually dwindled and extended into the sea, stirring countless waves. Countless seabirds wheeled there, hunting for food, their chattering cries piercing the ears.
The Unthought Sword hovered motionless amid the shadowy flock, its tip pointing toward the forest on land, a thin layer of frost coating its blade.
Flying at such speed between the Void Realm and the Thunder Domain had damaged even the Immortal Sword somewhat.
The birds here were no different from those of the Chaotian Continent, but the trees in the forest were entirely different species. Their brown trunks stood some thousand feet tall, and their blue-green leaves were extraordinarily broad, like fans only giants could use. Hundreds of leaves clustered in overlapping layers around a single fruit at their center.
The fruit's shell was translucent, tinged with pale pink, and looked like an enormous lotus blossom.
The sea breeze swept past with a rustling sound, and the edges of the blue-green leaves danced ceaselessly like waves.
With distinct scraping sounds, the shells of those lotus-like fruits folded down layer by layer, revealing what lay within.
Inside each lotus were several humans holding slender spears with a metallic sheen, watching the Unthought Sword over the sea warily.
These people differed somewhat from the humans of the