The Silver Boat hurriedly sailed over the Yellow Springs, the locked-on aura growing ever nearer.
Indistinctly, a green spot appeared in their line of sight.
Liang Hui maneuvered the Flying Boat, its speed climbing once more, a pale-white long ruler floating above his head, radiating a bone-chilling murderous intent.
...
Aboard the green boat.
Two figures stood, one an elder in a green robe, his expression grave as he looked at the Silver Boat emerging behind them.
The other, a girl at the bow in yellow clothes, her hair tied into plaits draped over her back, her beautiful face filled with panic.
"Elder Chang, how could they have caught up so quickly? What we released was the Demon Spirit Mist, a nearly incurable poison beneath the breath of life."
Compared to the girl, the elder was much calmer.
He quickly stepped beside her, patting her trembling shoulder from fear.
"Miss, there's no need to panic, I'm still here, continue heading towards our destination."
