Chapter 209

A grand canyon with towering waterfalls resembles a mystical realm carved by nature's divine craftsmanship. Along both sides of the canyon, sheer cliffs pierce the clouds, their jagged rocks taking on bizarre shapes that speak of the vicissitudes of time. Sunlight streams down, illuminating the distinct textures of the cliffs, which occasionally shimmer with a mysterious glow. Below, a crystal-clear stream rushes through the canyon, its splashing water producing a melodious sound. The stream crashes against the rocks, kicking up white foam as a few small fish swim leisurely by. Following the stream forward, lush trees and intertwined vines add a touch of vitality to the canyon. Looking up, the sky is squeezed by the canyon into a narrow slit, across which birds occasionally dart, letting out crisp chirps. A gentle breeze brings a rush of fresh air, making one feel as though they are in an isolated fairyland.