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Midnight.
The empty boat carried a new batch of Martial Artists away.
Months later, just as the empty boat was docking at the Immortal Realm spaceport, distant clouds stirred like a tsunami, rising over three thousand feet, whistling and spreading, as spiritual energy turned into tides at high tide, beating away in clusters.
This scene left everyone standing in shock.
Soon after, a surge of purple air appeared, setting most of the eastern sky aglow with violet.
It seemed that something incredible was surfacing from behind the curtain of the sky.
As if rising from the depths of the sea to the shallows, as if moving from backstage to the front, like a meteor skimming the ground, not yet arrived, but the pressure made everything around whirl and dance wildly.
