Rays of the morning light covered the sky as clouds clustered together. The volatile energy ocean of the void moved to the side as the magnificent and hazy ship stopped above Huamei Heights.
The Golden Turtle Island Messenger stood proud at the bow of the ship and waved her hands before mists descended from the sky to form a white cloud stairway filled with seven colors, descending to the periphery of the mountain-guarding formation.
"Let me welcome Master Lu attending the banquet," a loud and dignified voice resonated all around.
Mister Luda held the sword beside him and got up from the simple hut. He turned around and looked at the grave of his wife with affectionate eyes before he stepped onto the stairway and ascended the towering fairy ship, nodding slightly to pay his respects to the Golden Turtle Island Messenger.
