Lin Bai shot into the sky from Saint Elder Luo Yuanjing's secluded cultivation grounds and immediately saw Old Wen standing atop this colossal cloud boat, smiling and waving at him.
Apart from Old Wen, Third God Child Shen Yunfan, Sixth Goddess Hu Zhiyao, Dao Child Yu You, the two commanders of the Dragon Protector Guard—Elder Shen Yuan and Elder Yu Ce—and more than two hundred martial artists of the Dragon Protector Guard were all aboard.
Standing before this cloud boat, Lin Bai felt as though he were facing an impossibly lofty mountain. His figure was like an ant at the foot of that mountain.
Even Lin Bai was utterly shaken. What in the world was this enormous cloud boat made of? How many immortal jades and spirit stones would it take to power it and send it racing through the sky?
After marveling for a moment, Lin Bai flew onto the cloud boat's deck. Old Wen smiled and stepped forward.
"Before the Devil Palace rebuilt its mountain gate, it had already begun repairing this 'Night King.'"
"Fortunately, before the upheaval across the territories began, the Devil Palace's Formation Daoists and artifact refiners finally managed to repair this cloud boat."
Lin Bai swept his gaze across the entire cloud boat, his heart trembling with astonishment.
How could this still be called a cloud boat? It was practically a gigantic aerial fortress.
The entire cloud boat had been forged from some unknown black wood. That black wood was as tough as iron; stepping on it felt no different from stepping on steel.
What especially startled Lin Bai was that... this cloud boat seemed to be a living creature. The decks and timber formed from that black wood seemed to possess life, writhing and breathing.
A gigantic, nine-story tower had been built atop