The Chaotic Flying Boat

Time flowed on, and in the blink of an eye, more than six hundred thousand years had passed. Yet for Dongbo Xueying, who had cultivated for tens of millions of years, this was not long. Still, he felt pressure, for more than half the time limit for the third trial—"refine the Black Gourd within a million years"—had already passed.

Dongbo Emperor Residence in the Black Mist Sea.

"Very good." Dongbo Xueying stood there, smiling happily as he looked at his son, Dongbo Yu. "You four—I've always wondered who would be the first to step into the Third Heaven. Yu'er, you managed to take that step ahead of the others. Not bad at all."

Four well-behaved figures stood before him.

They were Dongbo Yu, Dongbo Qingyao, and a pair of disciples, Mo Chongyun...