"Featheredge Deep…" Grace murmured, staring at the deceptively calm blue waters before her.

Even light seemed faintly swallowed by its depths. She could sense the strange law-based power lurking within and frowned.

The saying that feathers wouldn't float and birds couldn't fly was no exaggeration. Though her cultivation was strong, she doubted she could make a path on such uncanny waters for long.

Dustin crouched at the edge. He gathered a strand of mystical pure energy at his fingertip and