The broken World Ark, allegedly a magical treasure from ancient celestial gods.
It hung high above the firmament, resembling a floating continent, vast and boundless.
Atop this ark, there were mountains, lands, rivers, lakes, and cities… Its vastness overwhelmed even Li Muyang, who was ordinarily well-traveled and knowledgeable, when he first laid eyes on it.
Such a colossal ark, despite being dilapidated and damaged, still hung high in the sky, its legacy enduring through generations… Which celestial god had crafted this masterpiece?
Li Muyang furrowed his brows in thought, having never heard of the World Ark in ancient times, nor of any celestial god who had forged such a splendid treasure.
Could it be a new magical treasure crafted by Jiang Xiaoyu after his death, amidst the dark turmoil and Chaos?