A golden flying ship, seemingly made entirely of energy, burned with golden flames across its surface. The Divine Mark of the Supreme Lord of Fire of the Nefei Realm adorned its hull, radiating endless majesty.
As an outsider, the ship was stopped before the Abyss Great Wall. Only after the patterns of law on the wall unraveled and opened a passage did it slowly sail inside.
There was frequent trade between the Real World and the Nefei Realm, with each exchanging what the other lacked.
Merchant caravans usually stopped at the World Islands and divine kingdoms along the way.
But the insignia on this ship indicated that its passengers were envoys appointed by the Nefei Realm.
After passing through the Abyss Great Wall, a divine figure stood at the bow, gazing at the inner sea of the Real World ahead and the Temple of Gods hanging high above. They couldn't help but sigh.
"Even though the Xuan Realm has suffered damage, it still commands such awe. This mission won't be easy."
Then a black shadow appeared behind them. Its radiance was dim, but it paid no mind to the envoy beside it and remarked casually,
"What's so hard about it? If you ask me, you're all making a fuss over nothing. Isn't it a good thing that the 'Oldest One' is willing to offer protection? You're the only ones who care about all these pointless details. He hasn't come in person to preach, has he? As long as it works, that's all that matters."
Hearing the shadow's indifferent words, the Nefei envoy felt a little speechless.
Those Broken Realms had actually been even more troublesome in the past, more repulsive than Evil Gods. They had reason and knew how to scheme, plotting to rob others every day. If they could