「Two months later.」
WHOOSH.
A scorching, searing wind blew.
Rivers and lakes of magma and mountains of blackish-red molten rock seemed to stretch on for eternity, making up the landscape of the volcanic Grotto Heaven.
At that moment, two Floating Spiritual Ships were soaring through this purgatorial world, leaving two trails of differently colored light in their wake.
These two spiritual ships were none other than the Ghostly Flood Dragon and the Dust Crossing Flying Boat.
Su Ye stood at the prow, hands clasped behind his back. His gaze was profound as he surveyed the ground below.
Just then.
The Dust Crossing Flying Boat gradually slowed, coming to a stop and hovering in mid-air.
A message arrived from Lu Chen. "Mr. Su, we've arrived. Please stop your ship and join us."
"Alright." Su Ye halted his ship and gave a slight nod. His body transformed into a beam of icy-silver Escape Light, and a moment later, he was on the deck of the Dust Crossing Flying Boat.
