The gathering ended on a sour note.
More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
"Attention, fellow cultivators."
"This voyage is about to reach its destination."
"Please prepare yourselves, gather your personal belongings, and disembark in an orderly fashion."
"A solemn warning: The entirety of Black Flame Fortress is a militarily controlled zone. After docking at the port, please follow all instructions and do not act on your own!"
"Violators will be killed without question!"
Listening to the broadcast, Su Ye gazed out the window. A super-fortress, standing tall upon the sea like a colossal beast, nearly filled his entire field of vision.
Black Flame Fortress—the Flame Alliance's main base of operations in the Sulfur Strait!
The cultivators of the Flame Alliance had completely hollowed out a high-grade, third-rank volcanic island and used it as the foundation to construct this permanent fortress, which spanned hundreds of kilometers!
VMMMM!
