The pink jellyfish's bell was covered in fine golden patterns that gleamed softly in the sunlight, like a pink gemstone polished over and over.
She swam to a point several yards in front of the warship and stopped. The golden patterns on her bell glowed faintly, and a clear, gentle voice emerged from within her, ringing directly in everyone's consciousness:
"Welcome to the Trade Divine Palace. I am your guide, responsible for leading you inside."
The voice was quiet, yet it reached everyone present with perfect clarity, like a thought gently poured into their minds. It carried no sense of pressure, yet instinctively made them want to obey.
Zhao Heng fell silent for a moment, then nodded and waved toward the rear of the warship. "Disembark. Follow her."
The three Soul Douluos leaped off the warship first. Soul Power surged as their feet touched the sea, each condensing a thin foothold on the water. The ordinary Soul Masters jumped down after them, forming orderly ranks on the surface.
Once the pink jellyfish saw that everyone had disembarked, she slowly turned and swam toward the palace's main entrance.
Her tentacles swayed gently through the seawater, each movement stirring a ring of fine golden motes that spread across the sea into an illuminated path.
Zhao Heng followed behind the pink jellyfish, leading the three Soul Douluos and dozens of Soul Masters along the path of golden motes toward the palace's main entrance.
As they approached, the palace's main doors slowly opened to either side.
Golden light spilled from within, like a curtain being drawn aside, bathing the entire space in a flowing golden ocean.
Zhao Heng stepped over the threshold, and the Soul Masters behind him followed one after another.
Then everyone froze.
The palace's interior was immense.
The dome rose so