A sudden image appeared before Wang Sheng's eyes.
In the image, there were pavilions and towers, immortal birds and exotic beasts, resembling an Immortal Realm.
Immortals roamed about, drinking the dew of magnolia in the morning and feasting on the fallen petals of autumn chrysanthemums in the evening, living carefreely.
There were also immortals who became angry, moving mountains and overturning seas.
Countless scenes flashed before his eyes.
Various landscapes entered his sight.
If it were others, they might not perceive much from these scenes, but he was different.
"Although the landscapes have changed greatly, with many places already vanished, there are several iconic terrains that are quite similar to those in the Great Wilderness. Does this mean the images actually depict the Great Wilderness?"
As the images passed by bit by bit, Wang Sheng became even more certain.
