The island was isolated.
It stood alone on the boundless sea.
From afar,
The mountains on the island were rugged and steep, like sharp blades thrust into the invisible sea, converging to form an island.
As for the surroundings of the island, they were engulfed in darkness, as if covered by a huge black curtain, the light from those broken small worlds couldn't penetrate here.
This place was already deep into The Boundary Sea.
It was truly pitch-black.
Divine Sense would be absorbed and couldn't probe forward.
At this moment,
On this isolated island,
A willow tree rose from the ground,
Its branches draped down, emitting a dark glow, like galaxies hanging upside down.
Beneath the willow tree, Shi Hao's expression was somber, feeling a stifling sensation in his chest that wanted to burst but couldn't be released.
His mind involuntarily recalled his time in Stone Village when the Willow God mentored him, his eyes instantly reddening.