A man and a woman walk on the ancient world tree that has grown for countless years.
At first, the branches beneath their feet are as thin as chopsticks, with many forks, and their steps occasionally float in the air.
As their steps gradually deepen, the golden branches continue to grow larger and wider, transforming into trunks, and the trunks become golden mountains and land.
From now on, the end is no longer in sight, all that can be seen is the undulating golden mountains, burning hot like the sun, consuming all things.
Jiang Ding follows the Fusang Saintess step by step into the depths of the Fusang Divine Tree.
It doesn't feel like walking within a giant tree, but more like walking in a sun secret realm, where the sun rules are nearly tangible and visible, like a furnace or a hell of destruction, where most Heavenly beings would instantly turn to ashes, their Divine Souls extinguished, unable to survive.
Yet the two walking do not sweat a bit.
