By the time Feng Jun and the others realized what was happening, they had already landed.
Correction, they hadn't landed on the ground, but rather on a large stone, approximately thirty miles in circumference.
Doesn't a big stone count as ground? Not really, because the stones were floating in midair. Looking into the distance, there were various stones, both big and small, also hovering in the sky.
The ground? It doesn't exist. The Tianqin Plane is a universe unto itself, with nothing but the void and stones—or you could say, planets.
The stone on which Feng Jun and his group stood was actually extremely small.
However, they had been drawn here by spatial coordinates. This was just a transit point, so naturally, it wouldn't be anything big. If they were to attract something inappropriate, it could easily destroy the stone along with it, which was a prudent measure.
None of them had been to Tianqin before, but they had heard about it, so no one was particularly surprised.
