"So the safe zone in this region of Penglai isn't called a safe zone, but Bai Yujing. No wonder whenever I mention going to a safe zone, people can see I'm not a local..."
Looking at the grand palaces above the majestic 'safe zone,' Xu Shu muttered to himself, and the line of poetry naturally sprang to his mind.
"In the heavens, Bai Yujing, Twelve Floors Five Cities."
But is it only Twelve Floors?
Or just Five Cities?
The celestial mountains and jade palaces above, with their varying heights, looked like a mirage from afar, dreamy yet real;
And below the clouds were towering skyscrapers, bright with lights and bustling traffic on elevated highways.
Though they seemed distinct, if one looked closely, it wasn't hard to see that the tops of the towering buildings were connected by thick, long celestial tracks.
Like the treasures of the Ancient Era bridging the sky, but not illusory—grounded in the present, harshly joined with the real world.
