Xigou was indifferent to this, looking at the Purple Water Chestnut Moth with disdain, a look of cold aloofness on his face.
After a while, a lake appeared ahead, with white mist swirling over its surface.
The mist wasn't particularly thick, sparse in places, but it veiled the view, making everything hazy and unclear.
On the shore, a wooden corridor had been constructed, less than two meters wide, winding and twisting, leading to the deep water.
In the depths of the lake, there appeared to be a massive complex of buildings looming in sight.
The Firefly Fairy landed on the corridor and walked forward.
As she proceeded, the mist naturally dispersed, revealing the view in its entirety.
Soon, Fang Zhixing saw there was an island in the center of the lake.
The island was also large, with steep peaks, deep valleys, rugged rocks scattered everywhere, and clear springs flowing through the mountains and valleys.
