After quickly packing their belongings and burying the bodies of the innocent villagers who had perished, the group did not linger any longer.
This battle left everyone with mixed emotions. The brutality of the continent's remote regions far exceeded their imagination.
Even if those villagers had resisted, it would ultimately have been futile. They had fallen into pools of blood.
It also strengthened everyone's resolve to become stronger. Only great strength could protect the peace of a place.
The group boarded the carriage again and continued westward along their original route.
After crossing mountains and ridges, they gradually left behind the barren landscape of impoverished mountain villages. The scenery around them became increasingly humid and open.
The air carried the salty tang of the sea breeze, and at the edge of their vision, an endless expanse of azure gradually emerged.
Several days later, a magnificent coastal city finally appeared before them. Above its gates hung a gilded plaque engraved with three bold characters—Vast Sea City.
Sea Soul Masters with Sea Spirit martial souls and varying auras could be seen everywhere on the streets. Ling Chen carefully observed them, but his Treasure-Appraising Eyes did not spot any of them possessing soul bones.
The group got off the carriage one after another and stood before the city gates, all gazing into the distance at the boundless ocean.
"According to Teacher's arrangements, if we want to reach Sea God Island, we must set sail from Vast Sea City. This is also our final place to rest and prepare before heading to Sea God Island."
"Moreover, Sea Soul Masters' martial souls, fighting styles, and environmental advantages are completely different from those of land Soul Masters. We can use this time to adapt and coordinate with one another."
Tang San spoke in a deep voice.