Half a day later, Northern Territory
The Golden Boat, like a reverse meteor, tore through the lead-gray sky, leaving a long and gorgeous golden trail in the air.
Several hours passed, and Ye Mingqiu's speed piloting the Golden Boat not only didn't slow down but even became faster as he used the Holy Power more skillfully. The Holy Power in his body was endless, without the slightest sign of exhaustion.
On the Golden Boat, Adira held tightly to the boat's railing, the fierce wind blowing his golden hair into wild chaos. He looked down at the mountains and earth, a pure smile on his face like a child seeing the vast world for the first time.
Modus stood with folded arms, as steady as a rock, with only his sharp eyes scanning the ever-clearer horizon ahead.
Soon, the most iconic continuous snow mountains of the Northern Territory appeared before their eyes, but before everyone could admire them, bright blue runes suddenly lit up in the empty air in front of the Golden Boat.
