The flying boat was anchored above the sea of clouds, and a moon-white silhouette stood at the bow.
The woman's wide white dress fluttered noisily in the strong winds of high altitude.
She slightly lowered her head, gazing at the massive black vortex not far away.
At this moment, a man dressed in a blue robe approached the woman, knelt down, and said, "Senior Sister."
Chen Wanrong responded indifferently with a "Hm."
The male disciple continued, "Those forces have discovered that the mysterious power can enter the ruins. They seem to be preparing to cooperate with the mysterious power, providing it with blood food, allowing the mysterious power to enter the ancient ruins and help them find the ancient inheritance."
Upon hearing this, there was no emotional fluctuation on Chen Wanrong's face; it seemed she had long anticipated that those forces would do such a thing.
