"Whoa!" Lin Mu exclaimed, seeing the vibrant and sprawling lands of the Eastern Ming Dynasty.
"I told you right, it's amazing." Jing Luo chuckled.
There were tall snow-capped peaks, that were in the distance and a colorful forest that spread to the very horizon. There was a long river that flowed towards the north and came from the southwest.
Millions upon millions of flowers were blooming currently even though it was already autumn. Usually the flowers should have reduced in numbers due to the incoming winter and yet it was not so.
Bird flew across the sky, going about their day while the beasts hunted on the ground. The cycle of life continued, and it didn't seem like there was any darkness looming here.
'We truly are small in the large world. None of these beings know about the incoming doom and yet they live their lives. There is bliss in ignorance and yet that very bliss is a deadly poison that will kill them slowly.' Lin Mu thought to himself.
