“Old man, that isn’t the Starlight Vessel, is it?” said Ge Qian from deep within the waters near the Immortals’ Sword House. His pupils constricted.

Fierce tidal waves rose on the distant seas, and a stretch of radiant starlight surged forth, illuminating the overcast night skies with an ethereal, dreamlike glow.

Upon closer inspection, he saw a thirty-foot ship, the kind you might ride through a lotus pond. It was full of clear, bright, dazzling starlight.

“Hurry! Circulate the Xuanwu Aura-Sealing Incantation!” The old-timer’s voice resounded through his sea of consciousness, and he sounded both furious and frantic. “Dammit! Why does this fucking place just keep getting stranger and stranger?”

This time, there was actually no need for him to warn Ge Qian, who’d already started circulating the incantation. Soon, he’d completely withdrawn his aura.

What made Ge Qian inwardly sigh in relief was that while it was still far away, the Starlight Vessel came to a complete stop. It just floated atop the waves, the clear starlight emanating from it illuminating the entire stretch of ocean and sky, strange and mysterious. 

However, the scene...