Although, in order to proclaim its presence and authority, the [Ice Erosion Cold Boat] and the fleet under its command were not traveling at full speed—in fact, they were deliberately slowing their advance to better display their true strength to every faction—the speed of high-grade Floating Rune Warships was ultimately beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
It was a speed many times the speed of sound.
In an instant, they could traverse thousands or tens of thousands of miles.
Merely cutting across the sky,
these massive vehicles—or rather, War Weapons—could effortlessly part the vast sea of clouds!
Especially when they gathered in groups.
The effect grew exponentially stronger.
Like now.
Facing hundreds upon hundreds of Floating Rune Warships, large and small,
the clouds within a radius of ten thousand miles were naturally stirred into violent turmoil, gradually transforming into a sight of cloudless skies stretching for thousands of miles!
Even the dark clouds still flashing with lightning and rumbling with thunder, or the imposing thunderstorm clouds, under the fleet's influence,
were instantly torn into countless fragments by the violently surging airflow, vanishing without a trace. That was an absolute difference in scale.
"We'll reach our destination around noon."
Inside the enormous main control room, as large as a venue,
after casually glancing at the various data and indicators on the rune navigation chart, Ling Wuyuan, who could understand its contents without the slightest difficulty, casually told Pei Yi and the others when the fleet would arrive.
"Around noon?"
After figuring out that meant roughly three hours, Pei Yi said rather indifferently, "That's not slow. I thought we'd be moving at a really, really slow pace."
Knowing that Su Qingyue's journey was bound to carry many special implications,
she had never expected them to arrive at the scene at great speed