As the sun rose over the ocean, its golden rays illuminate the turquoise waves.
Miao Yi’s long and arduous journey by ship had taken him three whole months to reach the Sea of Constellations from East Arrival City. Whereas with Yao Ruoxian carrying him and flying, it had taken them only a night’s journey to fly across the boundless ocean.
The red light of the transcendent artifacts that could be seen at night were now subdued by the light of day, and only two gray spheres could be seen.
The two gray phantoms soared through the skies, eventually landing on the seashore.
As Yao Ruoxian, Miao Yi and Charcoal descended on the ground, the two gray phantoms swiftly solidified into two black bar maces. With a simple wave of Yao Ruoxian’s hand, they were stored away in his storage ring.
Following Yao Ruoxian’s gaze, Miao Yi turned to see the seamless blood-colored clouds in the distance.
He couldn’t be more familiar with this. It was precisely the view of the Boundless Secular World.
