To be precise, this pitch-black ship had appeared many times in the old saints' dreams.
Just as the event was about to end, something like this appeared. The true saints' auction item was too astonishing.
"Who fished it back?" Wang Xuan asked Lu Yun, Balance, and the others beside him. Their information channels were well-connected.
"Rumor has it that 'Nothing' appeared and dragged this pitch-black ship back from the depths of the Supernatural Light Sea," Balance said.
Wang Xuan was instantly stunned upon hearing that!
Nothing was ranked first among Super shapeshift contraband items. Across countless eras, no one had been able to shake that position. It was a permanent fixture on the upper half of the Kill List.
Of course, there was another saying: it had cultivated until it truly became "nothing." It was suspected not to have appeared for one or two eras, and whether it still existed at all was open to question.
Now, news like this had actually arrived. It was truly shocking.
Balance was a descendant of Eternity, ranked fourth among Super shapeshift contraband items. The news should be reliable.
That pitch-black ship rapidly shrank, its Dao charm drawing inward. It no longer manifested in the void. It had likely only been displaying its condition to the saints just now.
"It is said that some of the old saints once commanded this warship on an expedition and vanished without a trace," Lu Yun said.
"Really? This concerns the mystery of where the old saints went. If so, this ship's origins are truly frightening. Even true saints would have to study it carefully." Niu Bu poked his head over. Ever since suspecting Lu Renjia was Wang Xuan, he had begun currying favor and trying to get close.
Wang Xuan thought back. In the old saints' dreamscape,