Two days later, south of Cloud Mountain City.
A gigantic flying ship steadily rested on a narrow dock.
Unlike the Cloud Sun Flying Warship, this vessel boasted five decks and sails on all four sides, towering like a building, its base sharp and widening upwards.
If the Cloud Sun Flying Warship was a military vessel, then this was a cruise ship. The difference between the two was immediately discernible.
The flag hanging above the bow bore the emblem of the Four Seas Commerce Association.
Wang Chen sat in the luxury cabin, looking out at Cloud Mountain City through a crystal porthole, feeling quite emotional.
The past half-month, which had been relatively tranquil in his cultivation journey, was like being struck by a giant stone and saw a whirlwind of dramatic changes.
Everything happened so fast, it even caught Wang Chen off guard.
But he had no regrets about his choices.
Withdrawing his gaze, Wang Chen took out a short sword from the Storage Bag.
