Amid the vast sky, a figure flew swiftly by.
It has been several months since he left Divine Sword Villa, but alas, the world was vast; beyond the lands of East Victory, Miaojiang, and South Sea, there lay endless oceans.
To find the location of East Victory homeland through psychic sensing was like finding a needle in the sea, nearly an impossible feat.
Waves of the ocean surged with roaring sounds.
Out of the four seas, Shi Xiaole had been to three, having never set foot in the North Sea. Perhaps it was intuition or just a whim, but he suddenly felt an urge to try his luck in the North Sea.
Without chartering a ship, and with Shi Xiaole's current martial prowess and the realm of life-and-death martial understanding, it wouldn't be a problem for him to fly continuously for several years.
