Scattered across that plain, mystical herbs towered as tall as a grown man. Their leaves shimmered with spiritual light, and ruby-red fruit hung at their crowns, pulsating with delectable spiritual energy.

Here and there, veins of living jade heaved up from the soil, exposed celestial ley lines. Dim gold spiritual energy rushed through the translucent stone like blood through a giant’s heart.

“So this is Celestial Fall Plains,” Jared murmured, wonder slipping through his usual composure.

On level five, I’ve seen many spiritual veins, yet never a network of celestial ley lines this dense or this pure…

Just the resources beneath their feet could rival half the power blocs of level five combined. No wonder Celestia reigned as one of the apex forces of level six.

The realization left a cold admiration coiling through Jared’s chest.

Bound and silent, Lorraine felt the familiar aura of homeland rise to meet her. Instead of comfort, the sensation carved fresh bitterness across face.