It was obvious that the Ferrymen and the Night Sun Fish were preparing for a world-shaking battle. Of course, the Ferrymen wouldn't be taking any cultivators across.
Some had tried to go around the conflict, but it was simply impossible. This vast ocean seemed to be boundless, without an end in sight. For everyone, there was only one choice: cross the ocean directly to reach the Other Shore on the far side of this black sea.
An incredible young cultivator had once used an ancestral treasure to divine that there was definitely an Other Shore on the other side of the black ocean.
But with the two armies locked in a standoff and no Ferryman willing to take them, no one could get across.
For now, all they could do was wait. Wait until the war was over for a chance to cross on a Ferry Boat.
"What is that...?" Seeing the confrontation from afar, Qiu Rong Wanxue paled in horror. Her mouth hung open, unable to believe her eyes. The scene was simply too shocking.
