But then again, if the Floating Land beneath us is, as he suspected, an ancient resource- or even life-bearing Floating Land, what could have turned it into the scarred wasteland it is now?
A natural disaster?
Song Chi thought it unlikely, as the natural disasters typical to Floating Lands did not possess such mighty power.
As he was lost in speculation, Shen Qing's voice came through the communication projection.
"Little Chi, we're almost there. Look at that giant stone ahead."
Hearing this, Song Chi instinctively directed his gaze forward, and then the corner of his mouth twitched.
"You call that a giant stone? It's taller than most mountain ranges, you know..."
Grumbling internally, Song Chi's gaze remained fixed on the massive, square stone that stood at the horizon.