Just as Qi Hongzhao and the two Great Emperors were conversing within the sacred hall, a flying ship was streaking toward the Far West Lands through the northern skies, still some distance away from its destination.
It was a ship-shaped private flying carriage, its hull engraved with profound and mysterious inscriptions.
In terms of size, this flying carriage was far smaller than the Cloud Ray Flying Ships specially used for transporting cargo, but compared to ordinary standardized flying carriages, it was already a colossal behemoth.
The hull bore the blood-red emblem of the True Demon Hall.
Pulling it at the front were two enormous tenth-rank Netherworld Demonic Dragons.
Netherworld Demonic Dragons were a dragon species unique to the Red Moon Demon Dynasty. Their bodies were enormous, and their defenses exceptionally formidable. Every dark dragon scale, gleaming with a metallic sheen, possessed defensive power comparable to a Purple Mansion treasure.
The massive hull itself was fashioned entirely from scarlet spiritwood, and beneath the imprinted inscriptions, its entire surface radiated a soft treasure light.
There were no masts upon the ship, only an incomparably exquisite pavilion. Its soaring eaves rose high, its vermilion halls glowed red, extravagance displayed to the fullest.
Beneath the upturned eaves hung lamps of luminous spiritstone. From afar, their brilliant light was breathtakingly beautiful, standing in stark contrast to the gloomy sky around them.
It was like an incomparably luxurious aerial palace, flaunting the power and wealth of the Red Moon Demon Dynasty to all who saw it.
Within this flying palace.
At its center was a room whose decorations exuded an eerie aura.
From the walls and floor to the throne, everything was the color of blood.
More precisely, they looked as though they had been formed from fresh blood, flowing and pooling into every object.
Seated