Early the next morning, the three arrived at Vast Sea City and flew straight out to sea.
The sight of three powerful figures soaring over Vast Sea City immediately drew startled cries from many of its residents.
After all, only Titled Douluos could fly long distances. Such figures were rarely seen, yet here in a remote place like Vast Sea City, three had appeared at once.
The odds were even slimmer than those of bringing glory to one's ancestors. Even in the continent's heartland, in the capitals of the two great empires or at Spirit Hall, Titled Douluos were not people one could see whenever one pleased.
They only appeared at certain gatherings or when major events occurred.
Even then, people could only catch a distant glimpse of them. When had they ever flown so low over a city like this?
Looking back at the buzzing crowds of Vast Sea City, Qian Renxue turned to Sunday and Bibi Dong with concern.
"Sir, Mother, is this really all right? If someone recognizes us, we'll be in trouble."
Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Bibi Dong smiled and shook her head.
"Who would recognize us? Outside Spirit City, who knows who you are? Who knows who I am?
"These people barely leave Vast Sea City a handful of times in their entire lives. How could they possibly recognize us?"
Sunday gave a quiet hum of agreement.
"Your mother is right. No one here knows us. Besides, we're flying so fast that even a Soul Douluo might not get a clear look at our faces. Don't worry."
Qian Renxue smiled at that and replied, a little embarrassed.
"I understand. I'm just too nervous. A Million-Year Soul Ring is simply too unbelievable."
After they had left Vast Sea City far behind and entered the open sea,