As time passed, Huo Yuhao stood beside the freighter's railing, now able to see the outline of the distant Star Luo Continent with his Spirit Eyes.
After such a long voyage, Huo Yuhao and the others were finally about to reach the Star Luo Empire.
He had been back on Douluo Star for so long now. Although the Power of Fate protected Huo Yuhao, concealing his true presence on Douluo Star, everyone in the Undead Demiplane had not been affected much either.
But Huo Yuhao could still feel the pressure this Douluo Star exerted on him from the unseen, just as the Power of Fate had warned: Douluo Star did not welcome him now.
And as Huo Yuhao looked toward the distant Star Luo Continent, he seemed to sense that something was about to happen, as though he could feel some sort of crisis that might befall Douluo Star.
Meanwhile, Tang Ziran and his group stood beside Huo Yuhao, watching as well.
They were in very good spirits. Thinking that they could reach the Star Luo Empire and then transfer to another ship to return home to the Sun Moon Federation, how could they not be happy?
Only, the smile on Tang Ziran's face was somewhat strained. He seemed to dislike the Star Luo Empire intensely.
Lang Yue, beside him, was comforting him.
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao walked over. Although ten thousand years had passed, and his accounts with the White Tiger Dai Family could be considered settled, that did not mean Huo Yuhao had much affection for the current Dai imperial family. Even if they were Dai Luoli's descendants, he regarded them as strangers at most.
At the same time, Huo Yuhao discovered that the closer he came to the Star Luo Continent, the more he could sense a