Anticipation filled the purple-robed young man's heart. Right at that moment, a bizarre convoy barged into his line of sight.
Within the Deep Blue Sea Region lay a deep blue Sea of Light Mist. All continents and celestial bodies occupied the same plane, mostly floating upon or suspended just above this mist.
Unique Law Power governed the area, ensuring gravity always pulled precisely perpendicular to the misty sea's surface.
From the young man's vantage point, the strange convoy surged forward across the rolling Sea of Light Mist, rushing just ahead on his flank. They appeared to be heading straight toward the Strongest Divine Country as well.
Four rows of massive motorcycles cleared the way for the group. The battered bikes sagged under the weight of an assortment of bags, boxes, and crates, every inch packed to the brim.
At the center of the formation rolled a Bronze War Chariot that oozed ancient history. Strikingly, a horde of bronze horses dragged the chariot forward.
