The immense vessel was shaped like a sword and as large as a mountain. It compressed the air, sending out a piercing howl.
Traces of damage from the Gang Wind were clearly visible on the flying vessel's side panels. Fortunately, the damage was not too severe.
A sword boat?
The Green Mountain disciples were struck speechless.
So were the young disciples of the other sects.
The sword boat's sudden appearance meant that the Green Mountain Sect already knew Jing Jiu's thoughts and had expressed its support.
Lei Yijing was somewhat bewildered.
He had just said that withdrawing from the Dao Battle midway would bring punishment from their sects, only to witness this scene.
The young cultivators who had yet to leave wondered in astonishment, What is going on?
Bai Zao looked at Jing Jiu's wrist, thinking that he must have sent a letter to Green Mountain during the time his Sword Bracelet had disappeared.
This flying sword could leave its master and cross more than a hundred thousand li on its own. It was certainly no ordinary object.
For the Green Mountain Sword Sect to actually heed his opinion, Jing Jiu presumably was no ordinary disciple either.
Silence filled the little courtyard at Pure Enlightenment Temple.
The sect masters and elders were deeply shocked, unsure what to say.
The Kunlun Sect Master was furious. "What exactly is going on? Why has a Green Mountain sword boat appeared on the Snowfield?"
Duke He frowned without speaking. Could something really go wrong with this year's Dao Battle? On what grounds had the Green Mountain Sect made this judgment? Why hadn't they informed the other sects beforehand?
He turned to Nan Wang and asked, "What does your sect have to say about this?"
Nan Wang said indifferently, "I'm in Chaoge City.