Desolate Sea Domain.
In the Far Xi region, vast stretches of sea lay barren all around. With so much water and so few fish, fishermen rarely came here to fish, and thus it had been named the Desolate Sea.
Aside from the occasional ships of foreign peoples passing through, there was no other sign of human habitation in the Desolate Sea.
Yet at this moment, a True Blood martial arts party from the Great Yue Dynasty stood aboard an enormous Five-Tiered Great Ship, gazing into the distance toward the approaching Xuanmiao Sect party.
A Five-Tiered Great Ship was, in fact, a five-story warship.
This vessel built by the Great Yue Dynasty was over sixty meters long. Cannon ports and firing slits densely covered its sides, while two dense rows of oars extended from either side of the hull, driving it steadily forward through the waves.
Motu wore white monk's robes, and black striped patterns had appeared across his bronze bald head.
Compared to the True Blood experts around him, his height of barely over one-sixty made him seem even shorter than he had been years ago.
Against the enormous figures around him, each two or three meters tall, Motu standing in the middle instead looked like a child.
Yet no one dared look down on him because of his height.
This Five-Tiered Great Ship had put to sea under the pretext of serving as an embassy to the Chu Kingdom of the Far Xi Archipelago.
"Are there really more than eighty countries in Far Xi itself?" Beside Motu, a plump monk over three meters tall patted the fat on his belly and asked doubtfully.
"In such a tiny place, there are more than eighty countries? That sounds like sheer nonsense. Put together, they probably do not even cover half the