Zi Yan curiously tapped the hull, not expecting there to be such a wondrous thing on the Dou Qi Continent.
When they had still been outside the Space Wormhole, this little boat had only been the size of a palm, like an exquisite model.
But after entering the Space Wormhole, it had actually seemed like a fish entering water. In just two breaths, it had become over a dozen zhang in length and width.
On the surface of the ship was also a faint trace of silver. That was Spatial Power flowing back and forth, protecting the hull from being torn apart by the Space Wormhole.
There was a main building on the ship, about three stories high, enough to hold dozens of people at once.
At the bow was also an energy input point. As long as Dou Qi was poured into it, the Space Ship could fly through the spatial passage at an extremely fast speed.
Originally, Luo Cheng had intended to use a level-four Space Ship to curry favor with Xiao Jin and the others, but Xiao Jin had turned around and taken out this level-nine Space Ship, shocking Luo Cheng so badly he almost failed to catch his own jaw.
In the end, the old fellow could only smile bitterly. Showing off wealth in front of Soul Hall—how was that any different from displaying one's slight skill before an expert?
Of course, this Space Ship definitely was not some property of Soul Hall, but a treasure stored within the Storage Ring.
A hull several dozen meters long, a deck over ten meters wide, plus buildings that could be called luxurious, made Zi Yan curious about everything.
At this moment, she was pulling Qing Lin along, "exploring" the Space Ship.
Medusa waved her hand toward the energy