As the flying boat slowly approached the Clear Light Grand Formation, Ye Tian pressed his palms together and poured spiritual energy into the vessel, causing the entire flying boat to faintly glow with a gentle radiance.
That radiance smoothly merged with the light emanating from the Clear Light Grand Formation.
Then, light flowed across the Clear Light Grand Formation, and an enormous illusory gate appeared in the air.
Amid a soft, rumbling roar, it slowly opened.
The flying boat passed through the gate at a leisurely pace.
Only after it had completely passed through did Ye Tian finally let out a breath of relief.
On the Nine Provinces World, in the far western Yongzhou.
Yongzhou was a region famed for its towering mountains among the Nine Provinces. Its terrain was already far higher than the rest of the land, known as the place closest to heaven.
Upon that already lofty terrain stood enormous snow-capped peaks scattered across the land of Yongzhou all year round, pointing straight at the azure sky in a spectacle of magnificent grandeur.
While Ye Tian was returning to the Sacred Hall.
Amid Yongzhou's mountain ranges, a thin, small figure was speeding through the air.
That figure sat atop a gigantic white bottle, an exceedingly strange sight.
It was Lingyun Shangren, who had escaped with grave injuries from Ye Tian's hands.
His condition now looked even more miserable than it had several days earlier, when he had first fled from Ye Tian. These past few days of controlling the Tongtian Bottle in flight had taken a considerable toll on his already fatally wounded body.
Whether it was the failure of this mission or the new circumstances he had discovered regarding Ye Tian, Lingyun Shangren understood all too clearly how severe the situation was.
Thus, he did not