As the aged voice fell silent, the swirling dark clouds split open with a massive crack.
At the end of the rift stood enormous warships. Seeing this, some people hesitated briefly before taking the lead, turning into streaks of light as they boarded one of the ships.
Han Feng and his group waited for a while. Seeing no unusual changes, they followed aboard as well.
Only after boarding did Xiao Yan and the others realize just how enormous these things were. Standing upon them, people appeared especially tiny, like ants standing on a whale's back. Black Annihilation Army soldiers holding long spears could be seen everywhere on the warship, their auras cold. Like emotionless statues, they guarded the ship so tightly that not even a drop could slip through.
Once everyone had boarded, that aged voice rang out again. The hull immediately trembled, and Xiao Yan sensed the spatial fluctuations around them becoming violent. He closed his eyes and extended his vast soul power to investigate, his face full of astonishment.
"Traveling through space... what an incredible warship."
"Hehe, these warships have been passed down by the Ancient Clan since ancient times. They are called Void Shuttle Boats." As Xiao Yan marveled, Han Feng's smiling voice came from behind him. "In terms of speed, even a Peak Dou Venerable expert would probably be unable to catch up. Unfortunately, such things are exceedingly rare nowadays."
"So that's how it is." Xiao Yan nodded in realization. Looking at the illusory scenery rapidly receding outside the ship, he asked again, "Senior Brother, these people did not come to the Ancient Realm merely to participate in some coming-of-age ceremony, did they?"
"Of course not." Han Feng smiled and lowered his voice. "Their true purpose is the Heavenly Tomb."
"The Heavenly Tomb?" Xiao Yan froze