The sea wind howled, and the sails fluttered.
Gu Sheng and Lin Tianhao embarked on a new journey, heading toward the Central Province.
The Xuan Iron giant warship, akin to an ancient beast, rested silently by the shore.
The ship's hull was forged from Xuan Iron, each piece radiating a dark metallic luster, as if capable of devouring the surrounding light.
On the warship, runes pulsated and glowed, exuding a majestic and intimidating aura.
The crowd boarded the warship, each handing over a thousand Spirit Stones, their gazes filled with curiosity and anticipation.
On this massive ship were gathered over three thousand Martial Artists, each with cultivation no less than the Golden Bone Realm, their auras powerful and sharp.
Gu Sheng stood among the crowd; his cultivation had reached the peak of the Golden Bone Realm, yet he remained inconspicuous among the many formidable warriors.
