"Ling Yao, calm down. Let's get ready to depart!"
The woman and man beside him stood up one after another.
"Yes."
The sturdy, golden-horned man waved his sleeve, and with a flash of light, a massive Spiritual Boat appeared in the sky.
This Spiritual Boat was hundreds of yards long. Its body was a dark gray, gleaming with a metallic luster. The front was engraved with a design resembling both a fish and a great roc.
"All of you, get inside!"
The golden-horned man's voice boomed like thunder as he addressed the many members of the Demon Race on the platform.
The demons hesitated, but eventually, the bold and decisive ones among them transformed into streaks of light and flew toward the Spiritual Boat.
Once a few demons took the lead, others began to follow, streaming toward the Spiritual Boat.
Xu Chang'an and Chu Xianyi didn't hesitate either, both transforming into streaks of light and flying into the Spiritual Boat.
'The oppressive force is really strong.'
