A raspy, piercing voice echoed, though the words conveyed intense dissatisfaction, they sounded neither sorrowful nor joyful, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
The pair of crimson, flame-like eyes did not linger long. In the next moment, the dazzling wildfire in the sky extinguished, and the crimson eyes softly closed. The area once again returned to its original desolate and shadowed gloom.
...
The Boundary Sea consists of layered dimensions, far beyond what the naked eye perceives on the surface.
To mortals, a mountain is always a mountain, but at times, a mountain may well be a giant slumbering beneath a facade. Only by attaining certain strength can one glimpse the deeper essence of all existence.
Crossing past the invisible ripple of waves.
Surpassing even the Ultimate Ancient Land.
Ahead lies a solitary stone cave.
Dim and profound.
