Huo Xuan

Rumble—

Dull thunder rolled across the horizon. Heavy, ink-black clouds carried countless bolts of lightning as they slowly spread across the vast skies of the Ancient Realm before coming to a steady halt.

The next moment, an aged yet resonant voice pierced through the clouds and drifted down from the warship concealed behind the thunderclouds. "Hehe, honored guests, please board."

Before the words had even faded, the dark clouds surrounding the warship withdrew to either side like living creatures. A broad staircase of clouds extended downward from the opening, leading directly to the warship's deck.

A few figures in the crowd below hesitated briefly before Dou Qi surged around them, and they were the first to leap onto the colossal vessel.

Xiao Ling and Xiao Yan stood side by side. After sweeping their gazes over the cloud stairs and the area surrounding the warship, and confirming that nothing was amiss, they tapped off the ground and ascended the vessel together along the cloud stairs.

Only after setting foot on the warship did everyone truly appreciate its grandeur. Even powerful Dou Zun Experts appeared exceptionally tiny standing upon a deck comparable to a small city.

Passageways crisscrossed the interior of the warship. Black Mist Army soldiers wielding black iron spears could be seen everywhere. Their auras were deep and still as an abyss, while their armor gleamed with cold light. They guarded the entire warship as tightly as an iron fortress, without even the slightest gap to be found.

When the last person entered the cabin, that aged voice sounded once more, carrying a trace of authority. "Please remain at ease, everyone. We depart at once."

The instant those words fell, the warship shook violently. Xiao Yan's pupils contracted as he immediately sensed intense Space Fluctuations rising around them, as though