"Zhang Tai'an led the remaining dozens of disciples, waiting for the passage of time here, ultimately passing away one by one. As he was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, he was the last one left, deciding to return to the Eastern Emperor Court to seek an explanation..."
The diary ends here.
Chen Mobai and the others looked toward the Yellow Dragon Treasure Ship, suspended in the air. It was once the pride of the Imperial Court, but now it was dilapidated, the bow seemingly completely shattered, with visible traces of metal material patches, some seams even not entirely fused.
The three pieces of wreckage seemed like the broken spine of the Yellow Dragon, and the sound of the wind blowing over the lake made the golden treasure ship shimmer faintly with dim Spiritual Light.
"Here is a complete set of the treasure ship's blueprints left by Zhang Tai'an."
