The enormous green ship and the three streaks of light appeared almost simultaneously in the sky above the valley, unexpectedly facing each other.
"What a coincidence! I didn't expect friends from the Spirit Race to arrive at this moment too. Brother Nanlong sends his regards." As the light dimmed, the Ancestral Patriarch Long appeared and smiled as he spoke to the opposite side.
"Qian Qiu thought Brother Nanlong had already reached the valley, but it turns out you barely made it here as well." The voice of the Saintess Qian Qiu emanated from the huge ship, and with a flicker of light, she appeared at the forefront of the ship.
Behind her shockingly stood four other individuals. Among them, three had previously appeared as Holy Spirits on the ship, but the newly appeared fourth person was an extraordinarily pale young man, with a thin layer of blue mist swirling around him, his face expressionless.
