"They never went to the Life-and-Death Coffin. So they all came here instead. Still, coming here was indeed the better choice."
Fang Yu gazed at the expanse of golden space before him. It was filled entirely with temples—or, more precisely, shrines. Layer upon layer of seals surrounded the outermost perimeter of the shrines.
Moreover, the all-pervading Buddhist light had sealed off this entire stretch of heaven and earth completely, without the slightest trace of leakage.
It could be said that there were no flaws at all. The only way to break through was through brute force—by forcibly smashing through it. That was the sole method.
Thus, countless Holy Sons had gathered outside—hundreds, perhaps even thousands.
Among these Holy Sons, the two strongest factions included a massive ship.
The great ship resembled a mountain range, stretching for tens of thousands of miles.
Everyone could recognize it at a glance. It was an imitation of Huangfu Bi'an's divine vessel.
However, it had been pieced together from supreme-grade and high-grade immortal artifacts. Like Great Unity Sect's Redemption Mountain, it was assembled from the immortal artifacts of the Holy Sons of the Divine Land. It was not the true Boat of the Other Shore.
But that was unimportant. What mattered was that it represented identity and status. Fang Yu had seen this Boat of the Other Shore back in the The Great Primordial World.
The true Boat of the Other Shore was a saint-grade immortal artifact—the original body of Huangfu Bi'an, the founder of the Divine Land Pure Land.
Huangfu Fei of the Huangfu Clan had been slapped onto Redemption Mountain by Fang Yu, so he had not arrived yet. Fang Yu, meanwhile, had brought the others here and found them.
Besides that great ship, there were also the Muye Clan, the Five Sacred