The Dragon Raising Island is densely vegetated, with tree crowns that cover the sky.
But within the dense jungle, one can vaguely see many ancient paths spread throughout the entire island.
Lin Bai landed in the forest, walking on the ancient paths. He heard the crisp bird chirps beside his ears and smelled flowers with every breath, as if he had stepped into a paradise beyond the mortal world.
At the very center of the Dragon Raising Island, there is a towering mountain upon which hundreds of palaces are built. However, from afar, it seems like they have not been inhabited for a long time, bearing some signs of weathering.
Following the ancient paths, Lin Bai walked through the jungle, arrived at the mountain, and climbed step by step until he reached the palaces.
"Although it seems like no one has lived here for a long time, the feeling is still quite nice."
Lin Bai chuckled lightly and then began tidying up the palaces one by one.
