Gulp!
The city lord, Gui Mie 996, swallowed.
Looking at the great ship, he felt nothing but fear rising in his heart. His legs trembled, and he nearly collapsed.
A ghost asked, "What's wrong with you?"
The city lord swallowed. "I feel like this great ship is going to swallow me."
The ghost laughed. "It's only a ship."
"Come on, let's board!"
A cup of tea later:
Aboard the Terminator, the former city lord clung tightly to a ghost beside him as he watched over a hundred pairs of drafty skeletal wings beat.
He watched the dead-fish-like [Vertical Eye] on the ship roll around, shooting beams of light onto the ghosts' heads.
"Don't panic, everyone. This great ship is extracting your escape deaths."
"The stronger your desire to flee, the faster this great ship will travel."
"And it will take you somewhere your enemies won't find you."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The drafty wings beat, and the great ship soared faster and faster:
[Ghost Emperor Heart] pondered, "Since the Flower-Scatter Daoist could come to the Far North, that means he'll be able to go to the Far South and the Far Eastern Land in the future."
"I can't go there."
"I have to go somewhere else."
"That's right. The Flower-Scatter Daoist is only at Foundation Establishment. He can go to the Underworld, travel through the Present World, and travel through the Second-Layer World."
"But there's absolutely no way he can go to the Third-Layer World."
"It'll take eight hundred, maybe a thousand years before he forms a Golden Core and sets foot in the Third-Layer World."
"After such a long time, even if I see him again, it won't be awkward."
"Besides, this rebellion in the Underworld will, at most, reach the Present World."
"I'll hide all the way up in the