The three of them channeled their spiritual energy for flight, transforming into three streaks of light that sped away toward the far east of Camphor Port.
High in the air, fierce gales howled, snapping their robes loudly. The further east they traveled, the more desolate the surrounding scenery became. The once bustling villages and towns were gradually replaced by dense mountain forests and rugged hills.
According to the map, Pozhe Reef was tens of thousands of miles away from here, and could by no means be reached in just two or three days.
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