Half a day later, the Sword Boat that had been flying swiftly suddenly came to a halt.
"The Demon Boat has crashed!"
Pang Jian and two others, who were still drinking and chatting, heard the noise outside. They circulated their spiritual power to dispel the alcohol within them and quickly made their way to the viewing platform on the third floor of the Sword Boat.
"Qi Senior Brother!"
Inner Sect Disciples from the Sword Tower who had arrived earlier gathered on the platform, pointing towards the distance.
Pang Jian followed their gaze.
Above a cluster of white clouds floated the wreckage of the Demon Boat.
Disciples from various factions within the Demon Sect were standing on the remains of the ship, each with an unpleasant look on their face.
Pang Jian looked around and noticed a woman dressed in a purple gown, her earlobes, neck, and the hem of her dress adorned with sparkling ornaments, standing gracefully and composed.
