The Mortal Realm, an unknown sea area.
The sea was azure and vast, like a silk curtain, with layers of ripples and waves stimulating one another, and schools of fish could faintly be seen swimming by.
In the center of the sea, a solitary island resembling a yellow stone was set against the blue expanse.
The island was flat, with only a small hillock rising in the center.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a small, grey and slightly blue sailboat came flying swiftly from the distant sky.
The boat wasn't large, only about ten meters long and seven or eight meters wide, appearing somewhat ungainly.
There stood a white-robed Taoist on the deck, young and handsome, with a white jade crown on his head and an ancient sword of a pale jade color on his back, emitting the aura of a cultured and lofty individual.
The young Taoist gazed at the little island from afar, squinting his eyes and waving his hand.
