In the Void Dark Heaven, chaotic and misty space-time storms ceaselessly blow.
The Sky Sea Divine Ship, like a small boat floating on the ocean of time and space, swiftly and soundlessly races towards a certain space-time beacon.
Zhao Shengben thought this was just a regular journey, no different from the countless times the Divine Ship had flown back and forth in the past.
However, the world is unpredictable, and the will of heaven is hard to fathom! Sometimes, when a tree wants to be still, the wind doesn't stop!
In the first month of departure, the inside of the Sky Sea Divine Ship was calm and peaceful, with passengers beginning to move around, seemingly no different from usual.
In Zhao Sheng's cabin, the gray-robed elder and the green-dressed woman frequently came out of their rooms, busy with their own matters.
The white-robed Han Wu was very quiet, normally meditating and sitting, only going out once before quickly returning to the cabin.
