Crimson Flame

Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds.
Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here—
Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam;
Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts.
Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger;
Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light.
The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings.
And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

Pillar of Yita

After crossing one valley, there came another, part of the continuous Green Dragon Mountain Range. Here, you couldn't see the steep cliffs like those near the High Tower of Summer Ash to the north of Colin, but the scenery was even more breathtaking.


Silver moonlight poured from the night sky, illuminating the dense vegetation in the valley. Rocks had solidified into bizarre arch shapes, resembling galloping wild horses, giving this place its picturesque name—Steeds Gate.


The rock faces under the moonlight exhibited a desolate reddish-grey hue, as if containing oxidized iron in the greywacke, with some uneven patterns seen as though they once adorned their surfaces, but time had smoothed them away. Fang Hong dismounted from Mr. Greyrock's back, stood alone by the rock face, and touched the cold surface of those ancient slates, the sensations returning felt like crossing a millennium, conveying stories from an era long past.


Chapter 157: The Vanished Empire