At this moment, Lin Ye and his group of five found themselves in a field with rather unusual scenery.
From where they stood, looking east, at the edge of the field was a sunlit wilderness, lush trees stretching endlessly to the horizon.
Looking to the west, however, was an endless mountain range of eternal night, like a crumpled piece of paper not fully spread out, not a single flat surface. Under the cover of night, the dark hills stood silent like giants, intimidating to behold.
Two completely different environments, one bright and one dark. At this moment, where Lin Ye and the others stood seemed more like a buffer zone between these two regions.
Indeed it was so; the sky over this field was a misty gray, neither resembling the Extreme Day Jungle to the east nor the Eternal Night Mountain Range to the west. The field showed no distinction between day and night, stretching between the two regions, dividing them.
