This was the first time Kai Syaoran was seeing this world. It was strange in its shape, and its size was truly impressive, but none of this was the reason for Kai Syaoran bursting into tears. He stood in the void for what seemed like an eternity. Kai Syaoran was suddenly pulled out of his stupor by a cry for help. It was a wolf howl that spread out from the cylindrical world below.
This world was so large that most cultivators who lived on it went their entire lives believing that this world was all there was. This mentality was brought about as a result of this world having everything that these cultivators would ever need. Kai Syaoran recognized the wolf howl, not because it belonged to anyone he personally knew, but because this roar carried a familiar tone that placed the owner in the same family as someone Kai Syaoran cared about. He would, of course, not let the person die when he could so easily help.
