Yu Xuan and the others stepped onto the floating continent, their eyes widening in awe.
The scene before them was breathtaking.
Endless mountains hung in the sky like inverted peaks.
Spirit rivers coiled across the landscape like silver dragons, feeding lakes that shimmered with ethereal hues.
Vast palaces stood suspended on floating platforms, grander than any kingdom they had ever known.
On the way, Yu Xuan noticed other bubbles arriving one after another—each containing participants from different realms, backgrounds, and races.
With a soft pop, the bubble around them gently exploded into a fine mist and vanished.
The first thing Yu Xuan noticed was the air itself — denser, richer, humming with vitality.
His gaze landed on droplets clinging to a nearby lotus leaf.
They sparkled like dew… but pulsed faintly.
"Condensed spiritual energy?" he thought. "Even the moisture here is like a treasure."
