The sea and sky were one.
Vast and boundless.
The Fire Seed ship surged forward, cutting through wind and waves, heading straight east.
The hull, several feet thick and forged of refined iron, reinforced by multiple layers of formation prohibitions, shrugged off the attacks of sea beasts, leaving not so much as a mark.
The control room at the ship's bottom.
Zhou Yi surging immense mana to drive the formation; since he cared nothing for spiritual crystal consumption, the voyage was twice as fast as the Alliance had projected.
If they only relied on the Alliance's gathered spiritual objects, they would need to be extremely frugal and optimize every use to reach the depths of the Eastern Sea.
"With increased speed, beasts can hardly gather in great numbers, and the dangers along the way lessen considerably!"
