The Outer Void beyond the realms was eerily silent yet filled with infinite mystery and dangers aplenty.
A disc-shaped boat, a hundred zhang in length and silver-white in color, sped along the edge of the atmosphere, racing towards the direction of the rising Great Sun from the curvature of the earth below.
Zhao Sheng leaned against the crystal window of a cabin in the disc-shaped boat, turned his head to look outside, his expression one of melancholy and reflection.
At this moment, the Heavenly Gang Atmosphere below surged like the tides of the sea, with vast clouds of Gang Qi spanning thousands of miles constantly being left far behind by the speeding vessel.
Hum!
Suddenly, the cabin door was opened from the outside. Zhao Sheng, lost in thought, turned to look, just in time to see Zhao Changdu, with his white beard and hair, entering the cabin.
