Outside the ruins.

The unprecedented phenomena manifesting over the Sea of Chaotic Spirits due to the ruins of the Immortals’ Sword House suddenly boomed and shook.

Countless streaks holy radiance silently drew in, closing like flower petals.

The endless misty light withdrew, and even the illusion of what looked like a celestial palace suddenly shrunk, becoming many times smaller than before. In the end, it transformed into a glowing, circulating vortex, almost like a tunnel.

“This….” When the woman on the giant white ape’s shoulders saw this, her eyes widened. Irrepressible shock filled her exquisite features.

What was happening?

Meanwhile, a thousand feet below the water’s surface, Ge Qian had completely withdrawn his presence. He, too, keenly sensed everything happening outside, and he was so startled that his scalp went numb.

This was because, as the phenomena above the Immortals’ Sword House changed, he suddenly saw a gaunt figure stand on the ship full of radiant starlight on the not-too-distant seas.

The figure was bathed in the light of the stars, illusory and ethereal. Ge Qian couldn’t see his features clearly at all.

Yet he had the peerless, aloof bearing...