"Fellow Taoists, no need for further courtesies, let us set out now."
Following the crowd, they entered the grand formation; after a flash of golden light, they only felt darkness before their eyes. When they could see again, they had arrived at a seaside, a light salty fishy smell entering their nostrils.
"Speed is of the essence in warfare," said the elderly general with white hair, surveying the surroundings. He quietly took out a golden dragon boat the size of a date pit from his storage ring. As the boat caught the wind, it expanded and stopped only when it reached a kilometer in length.
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The sea was azure blue, and the sky was clear.
Shen Island, dense with trees and lush with vegetation, experienced autumn winds and rising waves, with a light mist weaving through the air.
Being an important base for the Illumination Organization's Mirage Pavilion faction, the island remained engulfed in an atmosphere of fervor and joy at the moment.
