Two days later, the open sea of the Seven Cities Alliance, the sun was blistering.
Under the scorching rays, all exposed skin felt a deep sting and itch, like being wrapped in invisible nettles.
The wind blowing from afar offered no coolness, and the dense moisture felt like steam in a sauna, coming at you with a burning heat, like being kicked into the waves repeatedly, unbearable.
The Prosperity ship quietly anchored between the azure sea and the sky, seemingly drifting with the tide, waiting patiently.
After the busy operations ended last night, and once the supply status was re-checked, the Prosperity anchored and set sail after Tang Qian disembarked, heading towards the Endless Sea at full speed throughout the night.
Even with the blessings and enhancements of the Mechanical Descent and the boosts from Transformation, the propellers spun so fiercely they sparked, only now reaching the outer sea of the Seven Cities.
