This inhuman place really horrified people.
Not yet reaching the Upper Realm, within the hearts of Qiao Chu and others, there was already a deep dislike of the place.
The ocean was calm, there was no wind or waves.
Perhaps the rules of the Upper Realm were too horrible as Qiao Chu and the rest did not ask about anything else regarding the Upper Realm thereafter.
The big ship continued to move forward in the sea of death. After experiencing several storms and before they knew it, half a month had passed.
Rong Ruo began suffer from seasickness. Fortunately, there was Jun Wu Xie and the medicinal pills she provided helped, but she dared not stay in the cabin again. She could only sit on the deck and enjoyed the sea breeze.
Fei Yan followed her silently, like every day for the past five years.
Rong Ruo might have been intentionally or unintentionally avoiding him, but Fei Yan pretended to be ignorant, as he continued to follow after her.
