A hundred True Lords at the peak of the Dao Integration realm clasped their fists and bowed to Ye Lin, their words brimming with utmost respect.
After all, they had all been warned before coming that they had to treat Ye Lin with deference. None of them dared act presumptuously.
"Enough. I don't care about these empty formalities."
Ye Lin waved a hand indifferently. Once he finished speaking, ten peak True Lords emerged from the depths of Nameless Mountain. The ten transcendent factions had sent out a hundred peak True Lords at once; naturally, Nameless Mountain could not lose face.
Behind the hundred True Lords, a warship no weaker than the other ten slowly sailed forth. Nameless Mountain's warship was entirely golden, imposing beyond measure.
"Good. Let's go."
With a flick of Ye Lin's hand, the eleven warships set off one after another, flying toward the Black Sea.
Across the entire Eastern Continent, warships flew out from every race that had joined the alliance, all heading toward the same place.
This sight stunned the smaller races that had not joined the alliance. They trailed behind the warships, wanting to see what grand move these big shots were making this time.
The big shots were playing without them, and that broke their hearts.
Perhaps once the great age arrived, they would be cast aside by the times.
Within the Endless Sea, dark warships also flew toward the same place. There were countless ships, packed together in a vast sea, and among those dark warships was one that was clearly more imposing than the rest.
It was a warship made entirely of white bones, and those bones were extraordinary at a glance. At the very front of the ship was an enormous dragon head, making the whole vessel resemble a dragon.
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