Hearing this, Li Miaolin instinctively wanted to speed up, but with surveillance formations spread densely all around, he could only restrain himself and approach at an unhurried pace.
As his view drew closer, two flying vessels, each a full hundred zhang long, gradually came into clear sight. Their entire bodies shone with a jade-green luster, their hulls carved with intricate cloud patterns. They floated silently in the void like two immortal pavilions standing high in the sky.
Accompanying these two main flying vessels were several hundred small and medium-sized vessels. They were arranged around the main vessels according to some profound formation principle, forming an immortal grand formation capable of both attack and defense. Faint threads of spiritual energy linked them together, sketching a flowing star map through the void. At times, it resembled a roaming dragon swinging its tail; at others, stars shifting position. Its ingenuity was truly unparalleled.
As Old Daoist Wu led the way and neared the dock, he could not help accelerating.
When he brought Li Miaolin and the others close to the flying vessels, a young man dressed in a narrow-sleeved, fitted Daoist robe suited for moving through outer space stepped forward to greet them. He was Yu Dan, Shen Xiaozhu's grand-disciple. Cloud auspices lay beneath his feet, while faint azure Spiritual Light coiled around his body. In every gesture, he carried a slight air of an outstanding Daoist disciple.
After Old Daoist Wu introduced both sides, Li Miaolin and the others cupped their hands and bowed. Yu Dan returned the courtesy in kind, and the two sides exchanged pleasantries for a long while, as though their polite words would never end.
"Please follow me, predecessors!"
Seeing that these senior predecessors were so thorough in their formalities that it had nearly become cumbersome, Yu Dan