In a barren, deathly silent world, a vortex in the sky spat out a streak of silver light. The light solidified into a sleek, imposing triangular spacecraft. After a brief pause, it flew toward the center of the space.
"The third world..."
Meanwhile, within the void cloud sea of Cloud Palace, World Lords from various factions had gathered together. At their head stood several extraordinary beings, each representing one of Cloud Continent's major powers.
"It's been three days already. Not a single one of River Valley's group has appeared. It seems something must have happened to them," a tall, lean, green-haired man with three eyes said slowly. He wore a white robe.
Over those three days, Chen Daolin had piloted the Gaia Ship back and forth through the various vortices in the cloud sea. Although he deliberately avoided the experts of the Cloud Palace-Cloud Continent allied forces, he did not go to great lengths to hide. He merely appeared around the outer regions, openly coming and going as he pleased, infuriating the natives of Cloud Continent.
However, Chen Daolin's spacecraft was too fast to catch, and there were too many vortex passages through the cloud sea. Cloud Continent had far too few experts here to cover everything, and each of them had their own concerns. As a result, Chen Daolin had been able to roam freely for several days.
Everyone else wore grim expressions.
"It seems this human genius who entered this time is quite extraordinary."
"What a joke. With so many of us here in Cloud Continent, are we really helpless against a single human genius? Do you want to disgrace yourselves before the entire Cloud Continent?"
"You need to understand that this is Cloud Palace, not our territory outside. The strongest people we have here are only