Just fifteen minutes past noon, a flash of silver light pierced through the clouds like lightning.
As it got closer, the speed gradually slowed down.
Closer still, the dragon head at the bow of the ship began to appear faintly.
The Old County Governor turned excitedly to call upon the gathered officials.
After a shout of "Welcome, Immortal Master of the Ancient Abyss Sect," the county overseer and all the officials knelt to the ground.
"Even as a county overseer, how could he perform such a grand ceremony?"
Yang Yan watched clearly from the Wandering Dragon Boat, feeling quite puzzled.
Lin Zimu had already stood up, took a step forward to look down, then turned back to Yang Yan and said:
"Yang, this Zhou Kingdom is actually considered to be a vassal of our Ancient Abyss Sect. It has the power to grant its life and can take it away as well."
"I see." Yang Yan nodded, indicating his understanding.
