On top of a massive wooden wheel.
Figures abound.
The leader was an elder man dressed in a grey robe, with a towering stature and radiating a brilliant halo. He was enveloped in an aura of profound strength, standing at the front of the ship, overseeing everything below.
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened as if he had discovered something. He leaped down directly from a height of five to six hundred meters. His speed was astonishing, like a cannonball, landing fiercely on the ground.
With a "bang", a huge crater of about three to four meters was blasted into the ground. The earth instantly cracked, spreading out in all directions like a spider's web.
Upon landing, the grey-robed elder looked around at the gathering crowd, a puzzled expression on his face.
He was one of the elders responsible for this round of disciple recruitment for the Heaven Mending Pavilion, known as Zhuo Yun.