Cloud shadows and the ocean's gloom share the same origin.
The sea breeze brings the indistinguishable coldness of waves and rainfall.
Lu Li stands on the deck of the drifting Immortal Giant, gazing at the distant, silent, yet familiar Seaview Cliff.
"Tillage Garden."
Lu Li murmurs, summoning a dreamlike haze of consciousness.
"Why did you send me here?"
The Immortal Giant with its broken anchor continues to drift, and Lu Li thought he would be sent to the time of the Black Ring's arrival.
Or is this the time of the Black Ring's arrival?
"The Ancient Gods divided the firewood, leaving little of the Tillage Garden… Tillage Garden once encountered the Master of Dreams, who shared dreams with it…"
