Two years later.
A warship broke through Qingyun and Chang Feng, emerging from Sky-reaching Gorge and headed straight for the east.
The warship was massive.
Twenty-odd li in length and over a thousand zhang in width.
The ship had four layers. Both the topmost and bottommost levels were filled with elite soldiers standing guard, each wielding a halberd and clad in armor, radiating an air of exceptional prowess.
The second and third layers were where the True Immortals and Primordial Spirits were located.
On the second layer.
Lu Qingfeng and Zhu Yang were not in their respective quarters, but gathered on the outer walkway of the second floor. Looking outwards, they could see the clear blue sky and layers of clouds. Although the warship seemed to move slowly as it ploughed through the clouds and rode the wind, in truth, it was hurtling thousands of miles at breakneck speed.
Far surpassing the flight speed of a True Immortal.
