In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
During this period of time, the Ninth Continent was in an uproar.
The Southern Region's Ritian Valley once again became the center of the ninth continent, attracting countless people.
At this time, on the vast sea, a ship was moving forward.
It cut through the wind and waves, and after many trials, it finally arrived at the first continent.
"First continent, here I come!"
A figure stood at the ragged bow of the ship. His clothes were tattered, and his face was covered in stubble. He seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life. It was Liu Heihu.
He looked into the distance at the land, and a joyful smile appeared on his face.
"There must be many treasures in the first continent! The most important thing is that no one knows me, nor is there that monster… I can start all over again."
"Beautiful life, here I come!"
Liu Heihu laughed as he leapt onto the land.
