Li Li stood on the deck of the Jitu Sect’s flying ship, gazing at the rolling sea of clouds beneath. As the date of the Immortal Sect Tournament drew near, the disciples aboard were tensely making their final preparations.
She looked down at the emerald ring on her finger. The patterns within the stone still swirled slowly, and the hidden carvings pulsed faintly as she channeled her spiritual energy into them. Su Min’s words still echoed in her ears; the murky energy of the Human Realm and the World Tree were threads in a larger tapestry, leaving her with the premonition that a massive storm was brewing.
"Sect Master, Central City is just ahead," Lü Ning’s voice interrupted her thoughts.
Chapter 89