A sea of radiant mist billowed.
The massive dragon-headed ship slowly approached the shore. Ahead lay the pier, a bustling hub teeming with towering architecture, lush vegetation, and a tidal wave of people. Yet, the dragon-headed ship was the only foreign vessel in sight. A receptionist arrived to guide the massive vessel as it slowly glided into the lock.
The Wildman Kings trailed behind the ship. Their unremarkable appearances were highly deceptive. No one could discern their level information, nor did they draw much attention; the onlookers merely assumed they were the ship's guards.
Wang Yi curiously observed the receptionist. The man wore a Flying Star Suit—he was a Martial God Brocade Guard!
