Ghost Fleet and the Immortal Realm Palace

The Ghost Fleet appeared without a sound, leaving even Liu Xiaoxiao somewhat shocked.

He had already vaguely learned that the Ghost Fleet seemed to belong to the Underworld.

Liu Xiaoxiao stared at the Ghost Fleet with the Eye of Destiny. His divine consciousness still detected nothing, yet the Eye of Destiny told him that the Ghost Fleet truly existed ahead.

Through their mental link, Liu Xiaoxiao learned that everyone else aboard the fleet could also see the massive armada.

The Ghost Fleet was ten times the size of the North Sea Fleet. Ship after ship escorted a colossal vessel at its center as they slowly advanced in one direction.

So the Wisdom Research Institute's goal was to make the Ghost Fleet appear?

There was no way to judge for the moment.

Because another change had appeared.

At an altitude of five thousand meters, an unbroken stretch of palaces emerged.

And it was an exceedingly bizarre sight.

The dark clouds around the palaces abruptly turned white, and sunlight pierced through them, falling upon the sea.

Misty vapor swirled above them. Liu Xiaoxiao was very familiar with this kind of energy—it was unmistakably immortal spirit energy.

"Immortal Spirit Cloud..." Liu Xiaoxiao's gaze sharpened.

What exactly was going on?

Wisdom's purpose should have been to establish a God Realm. They had no shared interests with the Underworld.

Rather than saying that Wisdom intended to help the Underworld open a passage, it was more accurate to say that they wanted this cluster of palaces to manifest, and that the palaces had happened to draw in the Underworld.

Perhaps the Wisdom Research Institute had used some method to discover that these palaces lay within a Space Rift, like a small world. Then they had done everything possible to intensify the collision of energies, hoping to