The sky was a deep, brilliant blue, and the earth glowed with a purplish-gold hue. Rolling mountain ranges were lush with dense forests, and clear streams surged through the landscape, teeming with strange beasts and spirit creatures.
In this vibrant and colorful world, countless men and women sat cross-legged with their eyes tightly closed, bathed in a faint purple light. Everything was quiet and peaceful.
Jiang Chen, having traveled through a long expanse of the River of Time with Chuchu and Zhujue, finally laid eyes on a different scene. There was no slaughter here, no fighting, and hardly a sound to be heard; it was as if this place were a hidden sanctuary, a silent, surreal dream.
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