Two weeks later, the Cloud Dragon Ark finally arrived at the Iron Will Realm. As they approached, the realm unfolded before them, a tapestry of bustling cities, towering mountains, and winding rivers. The air was thick with the scent of metal and smoke, a testament to the realm's reputation as the homeland of blacksmiths.
"This is the Iron Will Realm," Shi Nansun said, his voice filled with pride. "Everywhere you look, you will find the smoke of forges and the clang of hammers."
Yun Lintian gazed upon the realm, his eyes scanning the landscape. He saw people coming and going, their faces etched with determination, their hands calloused and strong. He saw cities teeming with life, their streets lined with workshops and stores, their skies filled with the smoke of countless forges.
Under Shi Nansun's guidance, the Cloud Dragon Ark descended towards a small town nestled amidst the mountains.
