Boom!
The Night Sea, once calm as black jade, now boiled violently. Countless dream bubbles burst and vanished into nothingness.
Above this boiling sea, a massive ship came plummeting down.
Li Qing, the first to awaken from the blood-colored dream, immediately rushed to the helm of the Sea Breeze and took control of the enormous vessel again.
Buzz!
Formation after formation aboard the ship activated at once, voraciously swallowing the spiritual energy in the world around them.
The next moment, the Sea Breeze turned its bow, its entire hull leveling out and stabilizing as it began hurtling into the distance at high speed.
Ripples of air spread from the stern. In merely an instant, the ship had crossed an incredibly vast distance.
But the Night Sea was boundless; it could not be crossed in a short while.
The good news was that, without dream bubbles obstructing them, Li Qing could now drive the Sea Breeze forward through this perilous ocean without restraint.
Not long after, Xia Wushuang, who had been sleeping beside him, slowly woke up. His gaze was dazed and unfocused, still immersed in the blood-colored dream from earlier.
"Where am I..." Xia Wushuang spread his hands, finally recalling everything.
"That Blood Race ancestor's lingering dream was truly terrifying. Even now, I still feel as though I ought to be one of the Blood Race rather than a human."
"Li, when did you wake up?"
Li Qing, who was steering the ship, shook his head and said softly, "I woke up not long ago myself. If you've had enough sleep, hurry and take over the ship. Some sort of change of events has occurred in the Night Sea—it has actually begun boiling. We can travel forward without obstruction now."
Only after hearing this did Xia Wushuang notice that they