Raging territorial waters separated the Mahayana island from the continent. A large vessel sailed through the immense waves, causing them to splash ruthlessly on either side of its hull. The sound of the crashing waves resonated uninterruptedly.
Above the heaven vault, an eagle spreading its wings soared. Its clear and loud cries reverberated through the empty world.
"King Yu, tomorrow we will arrive at the continent. When that time comes, we will advance forward and meet up with our companions from the continent. They have already started the operation. The chaos for Light Wind Empire has already started…" Zhao Ruge was dressed in a white robe as he stood at the bow of the large vessel. Only his hair was blown by the biting cold wind that caressed over him.
Ji Chengyu's gaze was like electricity as he looked at the vague reflection of the long and narrow coastline gradually appearing before his eyes. He wasn't frightened at all.
