The Southern Wastelands, a boundless primitive jungle.
Poisonous miasma spiralled around the treetops of the tall, ancient trees. The miasma reflected the sunlight, creating colorful rays of light that merged into a gorgeous rainbow.
Drifting above was a floating island with a circumference of several hundred miles. Dozens of white-dragon-like waterfalls roared out from the edges of the island. A hurricane blew by, dispersing the waterfalls into a cloud of mist. Dozens of rainbows were dancing around in the mist, complementing the colorful miasma circling around the treetops.
Ji Hao was standing on the edge of the island, gazing down at the vast Southern Wasteland jungle.
A breeze ruffled Ji Hao’s hair. He had a determined and delicate face and a pair of deep, mysterious eyes, that shone brightly. Whenever Ji Hao focused his gaze on a certain area, nine dark purple and golden flash marks[1] would suddenly appear around the pupils of his eyes, which, although seemed dignified and mysterious, made others feel uncomfortable to directly look at them.