Clouds surrounded the airship, with faint thunder sounds, suggesting a heavy rain may be imminent.
Chu Ling took over the mooring of the micro-vessel.
Mu Wanqiu and Gu Shen jumped directly from the airship.
In the black night, the mountains stretched endlessly; the majestic iron-blue hue resembled a gloomy painting. This area is strictly controlled by the Deep Sea, an uncharted territory with nearby towns forcibly relocated by the Federation Government, leaving nearly a hundred miles desolate and uninhabited. Naturally, no light sources are constructed here due to its nature as a no man's land.
"Hiss."
Gu Shen landed on the ground, and as he rose, he waved his hand, releasing two clusters of Chi Huo.
The two clusters of Chi Huo landed and spread, bouncing up to transform into two simple lanterns that floated at shoulder height.
"I have a question."
Mu Wanqiu spoke, "Since this task is between the Netherworld King and the Angel Envoy, why didn't you call Shen Li out?"
