Chapter 615

Passing through the gate was like entering a brand-new world. As An Jing crossed the threshold of the Grotto-Heaven Gate, he felt a lightness he had never known before. He had left behind the narrow, sweltering, blood-soaked underground cavern and emerged into a vast, boundless expanse beneath a clear and bright sky. He appeared in mid-air, thousands or perhaps tens of thousands of meters up. A sea of snow-white clouds lay beneath him; high-altitude clouds drifted like birds over hills made of vapor. Looking through the gaps in the cloud cover, he saw an endless expanse of lush green forests and grasslands, with bright rivers reflecting the light from the zenith of the sky, shimmering with silver brilliance.