Ye Spirit Mountain. Along with a lonely, crisp cry, several Fire-Swallowing Crows flew up from the mountain, crossed the dusky red sunset clouds, and caught up with the spirit boat in the distance.
This spirit boat was enormous. When driven almost at full force, it was a full thousand zhang long and a hundred zhang wide, blotting out the sky and covering the sun.
A large number of cultivators on the spirit boat packed the deck to the brim.
All the cultivators looked toward the distant Ye Spirit Mountain, and even farther, toward Xiao Mountain Prefecture and Wangqing Prefecture.
It was hard to leave one's homeland. The Ye Family and the Heavenly Sand Sect had once again left their native soil.
Of course, aside from the Ye Family and the Heavenly Sand Sect, there were also the Purple Fortune Sect, the Zhu Family, and the Joyous Union Sect, who had once followed the Ye Family.
"Fellow clansmen, senior and junior brothers, I, Ye Jinghu, promise here that one day, however we left, we will return ten times more gloriously!" Ye Jinghu landed at the prow, his face flushed red.
He could not make his emotions as light as wind and calm as clouds like Ye Jingyu, nor could he compare to Ye Jingyun's resourcefulness.
All he could do was give everyone confidence, again and again.
In his capacity as a Nascent Soul lightning cultivator!
As Ye Jinghu spoke, the spirit beasts flying through the air kept letting out long cries in response, and the migrating cultivators and clansmen likewise roared.
Everyone's fighting spirit was thick. No one was willing to leave.
Logically speaking, with Ye Jinghu and Ye Jingyu still in the Ye Family, two Nascent Souls were enough to continue occupying Xiao Mountain Prefecture, Celestial Pivot Prefecture, Wangqing Prefecture,