Across ten thousand li of sea frontier, the waves roared like fury, and wild winds whipped up a thousand layers of breakers.
Hundreds of Ocean Battleships flying different banners set sail from various ports, and after converging, they headed together toward the heart where the storms gathered, riding the wind and cleaving the waves.
At the same time, a massive rift split open in the sky without any warning, and one enormous battleship after another, weathered by long voyages, flew out from within.
Golden Crow Sect, Sunset City, Tianjue City, Heavenly Soldier Villa, Blazing Sun Sect...
These battleships flew a jumble of banners, yet they moved in perfect order without the slightest disorder. A vast expanse of shadow fell over the churning sea and swept across the skies above the Gemini Islands.
At the head of the fleet was a battleship black from bow to stern. A bright red banner fluttered from its mast, without any adornment or intricate patterns upon it, only a single character, "Song," written with the soaring strokes of dragons and phoenixes.
Zhuang Yuechan, Song Qingxing, Song Qingyun, Song Jingxiao, Song Jingyuan, Song Jingrun... a group of Song Clan Cultivators stood upon the deck.
A tall, straight figure in azure robes stood at the prow, like a giant towering between heaven and earth, and everyone's gaze gathered on him in silent accord.
Although this expedition faced no real resistance, Song Changsheng still decided to make the trip personally.
First, it was to open a Spatial Tunnel. Without doing so, the southwestern fleet would need to sail for at least several years to cross the vast lands of the Borderlands and reach the East Sea, while he could shorten that time to three months. Only this way could they keep pace with the Myriad Manifestations Palace.
Second,