For the next while, Lin Heng sat meditating peacefully inside the starship, resting without anyone disturbing him.
At first, he had remained wary. After all, the shipmaster was a cultivator at the peak of the Mahayana Realm, while the others were at Spirit Transformation, Void Refinement, Dao Integration, and similar levels.
The facts proved that he had thought too poorly of people.
He had always assumed that, upon ascending from the Lower Realm to the Upper Realm, he would likely be targeted and secretly harmed.
But where could there possibly be so many people who were evil by nature?
Even among the Three Thousand Great Realms of All Heavens, not everywhere followed the law of the dark forest.
So long as one had not become immortal, one was merely an ordinary cultivator struggling at the bottom.
Lin Heng had even asked them to help search the Black Sea for his other companion.
They asked for nothing in return, merely steering the starship around the area, yet they found nothing.
Five days later, the starship docked.
Lin Heng and the other passengers disembarked one after another. The moment his foot touched the continent, he felt an incomparably heavy sense of earth.
Spiritual charm adorned the lofty branches, immortal light drifted through the air. Though it was only early morning, exquisite seven-colored radiance already shimmered across the horizon.
The dense forests in the distance rose layer upon layer in orderly ranks, as though they had been deliberately trimmed for viewing. Yet this was merely the natural growth of spiritual plants.
At first glance, it felt as though one had stepped into an immortal paradise.
Lin Heng was somewhat shaken inwardly, though he did not show it too clearly.
The density of heaven and earth spiritual energy in this place alone was at