Chương 109: Delivering a Message

About two-hundred thousand miles away from the Gold Black Mountain in the north, across a thousands of miles wide rapidly flowing river, was where the Southern Wasteland land abruptly ended.

Standing beside the river, one would see a vast vacant void, which was boundless and could not be measured. Looking into this void, one could see a few different-sized floating islands afar, which were rotating like stars.

In the void, hundreds of gigantic birds that had wingspans of a few miles length were hovering around the vacant space and hunting for food. These birds would let out sharp calls towards the sky from time to time; every time they called out, huge and powerful sound waves would turn into white air ripples and sweep across the vacant space, shaking all the mountains within the radius of thousands of miles and creating hundreds of zhang high waves in the river.