As the group passed through the last stretch of roiling clouds, the full silhouette of the New Continent suddenly became clear. They saw vast, dense, and thriving primeval forests. Sunlight spilled across the land, draping it in a vibrant cloak.
Stout, towering trees shot up from the ground, their green leaves brimming with life. There were also large areas of azure or fluorescent green water. To the southeast, a vast region was shrouded in black mist. Through the mist, one could faintly make out the Black Forest below, its trees covered in scaly bark.
Ning Xuan extended her vines to brush past the canopy. Hundred-meter-tall giant ferns trembled like living things, their umbrella-like fronds covered in pearl-like dewdrops that burst into shards of ice in the air currents.
The moment the Guardian Barrier collided with a colossal, sky-piercing redwood, the barrier was forcefully repelled.
