The desolate mist over the Wild Sea gradually dispersed, and the sky cleared.
The distant continent grew increasingly familiar.
Aboard the ancient ark, the cultivators' faces brightened with joy.
A little farther ahead lay the Sand River Battlefield.
To them, that place could not have been more familiar.
Ye Haicheng likewise left the deck.
Had there been no tremors within the desolate mist, he would never have come out.
Yet the Ancient Wilderness Ark's formidable power had resolved the danger without the slightest suspense.
Ye Haicheng also intended to return to his study of spirit puppets.
He already had some ideas about reproducing the Divine Mystic Spirit Puppet.
And with the considerable quantity of spirit materials he had obtained from the Flamewood Clan, he intended to begin his first attempt once he returned.
For now, what he needed to do instead was work through more calculations.
Many cultivators returned to their rooms just as Ye Haicheng did.
Quite a few cultivators from the Wood Cloud Sect and the Beast God Sect, however, remained on deck.
Two old men stood at the head of the two groups.
One had an orange cat tattooed on his face and looked like a mischievous old child, yet he was the elder leading the Beast God Sect on this expedition, Venerable Cat Abyss.
"Fu Qing, have you sensed something wrong too?"
"We're being tracked. We've been tracked since we were deep within the Wildlands Continent, and whoever is pursuing us has such sophisticated methods that we can't even detect them!" the old man known as Venerable Fuqing replied.
"Did someone bring aboard the offspring of a high-ranking alien race?" Venerable Fuqing looked toward the Void Refinement cultivator who had admitted the passengers onto the ancient ark.
Though both were at Void Refinement, the gulf between