Layer upon layer of inspection, the Profound Light Sect's vigilance! The other disciples' expressions began to turn strange.
They seemed to be communicating.
After all, the Profound Light Sect was in the Old Sea. No matter how stable things were, there would always be problems.
If... I mean, if...
A few days later.
There was one less person aboard the flying vessel, yet no one cared who had disappeared, nor did anyone ask.
They were getting closer and closer to the sect.
The only thing they needed to do now was organize their personal belongings.
Life within the sect was different from life in the Old Sea.
They would need time to adapt, just as they had adapted to the Old Sea back then.
High in the void, the flying vessel sailed slowly, towing a battered, broken flying vessel behind it. The sight was exceedingly strange.
Civilizations came and went without ever stopping; time, too, was passing away.
When an inexplicable glow appeared above the flying vessel, everyone looked in the same direction.
They had arrived!
They had finally arrived!
The emptiness of the Old Sea, that loneliness, was utterly ground away at the very moment they were about to reach the sect.
The Profound Light Sect.
One of the foremost great powers in the Outer Sea's inner ring.
The instant they drew near, they could clearly sense a peculiar feeling of being watched.
This feeling seemed to share the same origin as the detection module aboard the flying vessel.
This should be a security check.
The Old Sea contained every kind of strange and chaotic thing. Security checks were the most important barrier protecting the sect.
That sensation of scrutiny scanned them nine times without pause, enough to show just how cautious the Profound Light Sect was toward disciples