Shi Zixing stayed in Penglai for only a day or two.
His main purpose was to borrow the ancient text Shen Lang had mentioned. From it, he learned that legend spoke of four places in this world where cultivators who had not yet reached the Mahayana stage could reach the Immortal Realm.
They were Jianmu in the east, Mount Wuxian in the south, Kunlun Mountain in the west, and Mount Buzhou in the north.
Of course, the book did not say where those four places were. Perhaps they were merely inventions.
Afterward, Shi Zixing bade Shen Lang farewell.
Shen Lang had wanted him to stay a few more days, but Shi Zixing had always acted on whatever came to mind. Once he said he was leaving, he would leave.
He still needed to find a suitable place to plant that Flowing Continent Wood Seed.
It was exceedingly precious and had extremely exacting requirements for Spiritual Qi. It could not survive just anywhere.
He could also find a cave abode to settle in for the time being.
And so he flew over the Dark Sea, stopping here and there along the way.
One day, he passed through a strange stretch of sea.
Countless shattered remnants of restrictions surrounded its outer edges, layer upon layer, some old and some newer. After so many years, most had already ceased to function.
He passed through those broken restrictions and crossed a natural mirage, then saw an Immortal Continent shrouded in thin mist, utterly still.
Beyond the reefs and shallows at its edge, an enormous tower ship lay stranded.
Shi Zixing had lived for thousands of years and traveled far and wide. He considered himself knowledgeable and well-traveled, yet even he had never seen a sea ship this large.
The words "Great Mirage Tower" were