Over twenty Flying Boats formed a fleet, weaving through the sea of clouds like a school of fish. The clouds surged like mountains and oceans. The Flying Boats, massive as they were, seemed as insignificant as a single grain in the vast sea when compared to the skyscape.
The boundless sky and the endless azure expanse stretched out before them, an infinite vista to behold.
Many of the Cultivators aboard the Flying Boats were dumbfounded, having never witnessed such a magnificent sight.
Yang Jing sat aboard the Tier Four Flying Boat. All emblems of the Red Sun Sect had been removed, and it had been renamed the *Wave-Tamer*. The other Flying Boats had either been gathered from the Noble Families of the Western Continent or purchased with Spirit Stones. The ships were all different, a motley collection of various types.
"Relay the order to all ships: form a V-formation!"
