The rift of the Star Gate closed with a deafening roar behind them, dissolving into myriads of fireflies that vanished into the void. At this moment, the golden divine island where Bai Feng and the others stood began to tremble gently.
The ground beneath their feet was not made of gold or stone, but of flowing primordial purple Qi. Every step they took sent ripples outward, reflecting the phantom images of myriad realms—at times flashing with the World Tree of the Kunlun realm, at times manifesting the Qingxuan Sect of the Cangxuan realm, and for a fleeting instant, Bai Feng even caught sight of the windowsill of the West Mountain villa in Fengcheng on Earth.
"This is the 'Heart-Reflecting Platform', capable of manifesting the scenes that your mind holds dearest."
Chapter 896