The oceans within the Land-Sea Long Mausoleum were countless and interconnected.
With the considerable cost of casting spells to traverse space, traveling by water became a more economical choice.
At that moment.
On the boundless sea.
An enormous immortal ferry cut through the waves, sailing steadily toward a region beyond the borders of the Land-Sea Long Mausoleum.
On its spacious deck.
Ye Li stood against the fierce sea wind, both hands resting on the railing, his purple robes snapping around him.
He gazed at the dark, shifting sea, his eyes flickering slightly as he murmured inwardly:
The Heaven-Grasping Realm...
He recalled the palm strike he had faced on the Myriad Worlds Sea.
Even now, it still gave him a measure of pressure.
Had a trace of that True Lord's Dao resonance not lingered in the Myriad Worlds Sea to this day, the situation that day would likely have been several times more dangerous.
I wonder just how much it would be worth.
At that thought.
Ye Li shook his head, suppressing every trace of the eagerness rising within him.
There would be plenty of opportunities.
He happened to have plenty of time ahead of him to settle accounts with the Kong Family properly.
He withdrew his gaze and turned toward the cabins.
This ancient ship was bound for an ancient city not far from the Azure Current Secret Realm.
According to the information he had plundered from Kong Rong's memories, it was a popular stopping point for the independent cultivators in the area.
It was the perfect place for him to wait for his opportunity before the Secret Realm opened.
As for the avatar carrying the Sword Talisman, he was currently flying at full speed in the exact opposite direction.
With that avatar acting as bait on the outskirts, he