Some time later.
At Xinping Town International Airport in Changning Guard, a heavily damaged Cloud Ray Flying Ship wobbled as it landed.
The airport staff immediately realized something was wrong and rushed forward to provide aid.
Wang Ningxi, who had come to receive them, grew tense as well and hurried forward to ask what had happened.
"Ningxi!"
Upon seeing him, True Lord Bailian and King Lanxin both breathed a sigh of relief.
The energy tide erupting from the Divine Martial Sky Ruins this time had been far more severe than the last. Although they had reacted quickly, they had been too close to the eruption point, and the flying ship had still suffered severe damage under the energy storm's impact. Along the way, True Lord Bailian had made several emergency repairs himself.
It could be said that this Cloud Ray Flying Ship's safe landing had truly not been easy.
In response to Wang Ningxi's questions, the couple remained clingy as ever, but their expressions were extremely grave. "Something major happened. We encountered an air disaster near the Divine Martial Sky Ruins. Southern Pacification King Yun Xiayang was swept into a spatial vortex."
"Southern Pacification King?" Wang Ningxi froze.
He had not spent much time with the Southern Pacification King, but he knew that the man had been quite friendly toward the Wang Clan. More importantly, he had met with disaster while on his way to the Wang Clan this time.
The Southern Pacification King's line in the Immortal Dynasty held a hereditary title, and its overall strength was formidable. If they blamed the Wang Clan for this, the trouble would be immense.
"Still, our luck was not too bad," True Lord Bailian added. "Although I had no way to pull him out of the spatial vortex, with my attainments in