At dusk.
Yang Luo led 4,357 organizations, more than 7,000 battleships, and more than 1.5 million people to advance a thousand nautical miles.
The setting sun was like blood, and the evening glow filled the sky. The waves surged, and the atmosphere was murderous.
Just as everyone arrived at this sea area,
Yang Luo's eyes turned cold as he looked into the distance and said in a loud voice, "Brothers, they're here!"
Now that he had stepped into the True Immortal Realm, the range of his perception was even greater.
"They're here!" "Really?!"
"Where is it?"
"Why don't I see them?!"
Everyone roared out.
After a while…
Ye Luange also sensed it. She looked up and said coldly, "They're indeed here!"
Divine Light and Darkness also spoke in a deep voice, "They're not far from us!"
Yang Luo said loudly, "Brothers, prepare for battle!"
"Yes!!!"
Everyone responded in unison and prepared for battle.
