Above the sea of clouds, the golden ship flew.
Two old men stood at the bow of the ship. Their robes and hair fluttered in the wind while their bodies emanated an imposing aura that was like a mountain.
The person on the left was Wan Qingzi, the Great Sect Master of Broken Sword Mountain.
The other person was wearing a white robe embroidered with a Wingscythe. He was the previous leader of the Rainmaker Tribe, Feng Boya.
The two asked. They were top people in the ninth continent.
Feng Boya looked around before withdrawing his gaze and looking at the warship beneath him, and he revealed an envious expression. "Brother Wan Qing, your Broken Sword Mountain has a good treasure!"
"If I had one, the Rainmaker Tribe would not have ended up like this."
As he said that, he turned around and looked at the group of people with a sorrowful expression.
He was one of the last remaining members of the Rainmaker Tribe.
