A massive, grand ship floated majestically at the harbor, its sleek lines and reinforced hull gleaming in the morning sun. The battleship, crafted by the finest artisans of the Three Peaks Alliance, was a testament to their prowess and ingenuity. It was designed to accommodate hundreds of passengers, with luxurious quarters, spacious decks, and formidable defenses to protect against any threat on their journey to the main continent.
This ship, commissioned at Wang Li's request, was not just a vessel but a symbol of his influence and ambition. Onboard were not only Wang Li and his family but also leaders, disciples, and elders from various sects and factions who wished to establish their presence on the mainland.
Wang Li stood on the deck, holding his son Wang Xiao in his arms, with his wife Xia Qingwu by his side. Xia Qingwu's mother, Xia Bingling, was also present, her eyes scanning the bustling activity around them.
