A ship.
A thousand meters tall.
Eighty or ninety thousand meters long.
Even at sea, it would undoubtedly be a colossal behemoth, like an island.
In the sky, it was all the more astonishing.
When it appeared, not only did the people of the Heart Sword branch gasp sharply, but even the disciples of the sects near the Otherworld could not help but suck in a breath.
This was no ordinary flying ship. It could travel at the speed of light and be deployed directly in battle. Within the Primordial World, only top-tier families and factions could possess such a supreme strategic artifact.
Even an ordinary peak Daluo would have to steer clear of it.
This thing was immensely powerful.
It lacked neither speed, defense, nor offense. In terms of utility, it even surpassed ordinary immortal artifacts. It was truly a priceless treasure.
Once the flying ship arrived, Madam Xue led the two women and a host of servants over from the clouds.
At the sight of his daughter, Xue Beikong was first delighted. But when he saw how tightly she was bound, his heart immediately clenched.
Unable to help himself, he looked directly at his wife.
What was going on?
It had been nearly half a year already. Why had it still not been resolved?
Though it pained him and he did not want this, he knew very well that if people from his wife's maternal clan truly came to intervene, his daughter's chances of surviving would be slim indeed.
Damn it, useless!
Since his wife had personally stepped in, the trial naturally could not have been that difficult.
If it had been him, why would he need half a year for some trial? The child would probably already be five months along.
So the problem could only lie