"Alright." Ling Tianyu nodded, agreeing, since Fenxue was willing to go, then let him go. It might not be a big deal, and perhaps it could really help.
Seeing Ling Tianyu agree, Fenxue was overjoyed. After all, being able to associate with a notable figure like the True Martial Saint was something anyone would wish for.
During the journey, Fenxue talked a lot about the Infinite Holy Land, gaining further understanding.
Ling Tianyu listened with great enjoyment.
Day after day on the mechanical ship, although not tired, sitting for too long is still tedious. Fortunately, Ling Tianyu and others are cultivators, able to keep calm.
Ling Tianyu and his wife stood on the mechanical ship, looking at the scenery in the endless void, passing many realms, and even many shattered realms, some emanating a strong bloody smell, filled with resentment.
