Spirit Land Seclusion, Strength Soars
The spirit boat flew steadily over the vast wilderness of the Northern Wasteland. Hu Feng stood at the bow holding the Star Abyss Dragon Roar Sword, his gaze like a torch as he swept it across the ever-changing scenery below.
Lingshuang sat to one side, bored, twisting a strand of hair around her finger and pouting in complaint: "Brother-in-law, we've flown this whole way without seeing a single fresh thing. It's nothing but barren mountains and wild ridges. I'm bored to death!"
Chapter 93