"Although the Three Continents are all in the west, their positions differ."
"Our Xituo Continent is in the northwest corner, Daosheng Continent lies to the southwest, and Tupi Continent sits between the two, farther east."
"To reach Xituo Continent, we must pass through Tupi Continent."
High above the clouds, Bare-Chested Monk Zhaojie pointed toward the end of the boundless sea as he explained to Wang Ba.
Wang Ba nodded slightly.
The positions of the Three Continents were also recorded in a handful of the sect's texts.
But those records contained little information.
Compared with nearby Continent Lands such as Wind-Approaching Continent and Emperor Pole Continent, Xituo Continent, Daosheng Continent, and Tupi Continent were far too remote, and the routes to them were fraught with peril, so few people traveled there.
Only Daosheng Continent regularly sailed out to trade with the other continents, making it the most renowned of the three.
But with the Great Flood and the Heavenly Upheaval, most of the Three Continents Cultivators, already drifting like rootless duckweed, had vanished overnight and become history.
As far as Wang Ba now knew, only the surviving lineage of the Great Snow Mountain Great Wheel Temple remained from Xituo Continent.
Zhaojie carefully studied the seawater below, then said in delighted surprise:
"The water level here has dropped considerably too!"
Wang Ba swept his divine sense over it but found nothing unusual.
Mostly, he had never known the original water level here, so he had no basis for comparison.
But Zhaojie's words reminded him of something:
"Then does that mean all Three Continents should have emerged from the water?"
Zhaojie nodded.
"As long as the earth veins underneath weren't washed away, the stones will emerge as the waters recede. The Three Continents should still be there."
At this point, he himself could