After flying several thousand miles in one breath, Wang Chen switched from the Yaoguang Flying Sword to a Magic Treasure Flying Ship as his means of travel.
Flying on a sword was certainly dashing, but it was far less comfortable than riding a Flying Ship.
And it saved effort.
In fact, as long as one was willing to spend Spirit Stones, a Magic Treasure-grade Flying Ship could travel faster than an ordinary Flying Sword. It silently cleaved through the clouds at high altitude, covering dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.
A journey of several hundred thousand miles was nothing much.
Yet Wang Chen did not relax because of this. Instead, he tightened his nerves and raised his guard!
As the sect's representative attending the ceremony at Spirit Mountain, Wang Chen had thoroughly slapped the Western Regions Buddhist sect across the face.
First, he had "driven" the superintendent of Xuan Yuan Temple to death. Then, before hundreds of millions of monks and believers, he had killed the martial monk who challenged him with a single blow. He had seized the limelight, but he had also deeply offended the Buddhist Sect.
Most importantly, the fact that Wang Chen had cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma to the sixth level had been completely exposed.
Heavenly Dragon Temple could not possibly remain indifferent to that.
Although Wang Chen did not yet know how they would respond, he knew very well that his journey home would not be peaceful!
Now that Wang Chen had left the Western Heaven Buddhist Domain and entered the great desert controlled by the Sand Tribe, this was the only place where the Buddhist Sect could make trouble for him.
He fully activated the formations built into the Flying Ship, pushing this large Magic Treasure to its