This was a truly fascinating and unexpected process.
The earth and rock shaped themselves according to their own desires, the large ruins and debris melted and swallowed by the earth like chocolate dissolving in hot milk.
In the distance, the outline of farmland took form, while in the remnants of the ruined temple, a smooth patch of ground emerged, as if arranged by some machine.
Soon, stones floated up from the center of this space, transforming into a large platform that hovered about a foot above the ground.
Yu Sheng felt his connection with the valley growing increasingly tight, and he felt in control of it all.
He concentrated harder, trying to refine the details of the platform, continuously increasing its strength and the “depth” of its roots underground.
This process felt as if he was becoming more familiar with his own “limbs.”
He had planned to use this “valley” as a base for himself.
The moment he confirmed that this foreign land was safe, he had intended to do just that.
This place could serve as farmland, a “testing ground” for Ailin, and a place for Hu Li to run and train.