The Far South Continent.
Hope Port.
BWOOM.
A ship's horn blew a long blast.
A massive expeditionary fleet sailed into the harbor, dropping anchor.
Countless cultivators used the Teleportation Skill to move supplies in an orderly fashion, making for a bustling port.
The Ghostly Flood Dragon, however, reversed its Primordial Magnetism to ascend, hovering high above Hope Port.
WHOOSH.
The cold wind blew as clouds drifted by.
Su Ye stood at the ship's bow, looking down. His Divine Sense swept over the entire city like radar.
He was both sniffing out hidden dangers and inspecting Hope Port's development over the past ten years.
The result?
"It's alright," Su Ye nodded slightly.
Hope Port's scale had expanded by a fair amount compared to when it was first built.
Numerous buildings stood tall. Around the city's perimeter, high walls rose from the ground. Combined with the third-rank array covering the ramparts, it looked just like a small, heavily fortified immortal city!
