Soon, the left swans floated gracefully into the waters below.
"So this is it…" Old Bho muttered, feeling his entire body vibrate in awe.
So this is where his friends have been all these past months.
Old Gia… Old Ghu… all of them were here, growing strong in this mystical world.
Several people clenched their fists to hold on their shock when recalling the sight they took in while floating down towards the waters.
Floating islands, rocks that moved midair, magical waters, birds that looked mythical, pink waterfalls that flowed backwards…
It was all too breathtaking.
What was even more shocking was that the land seemed so endless and so fast, as though it wasn't an island as they were told earlier.
In short, such a large place could no longer be called an island.
Why did it seem like it might be the size of half a country now?