The Dragon Gate
Editor: Atlas Studios
Due to the fast speed it could travel with, the ship easily sailed at the speed of sound.
Accordingly, the rate at which spirit stones were being used was also heartbreaking.
The pile of spirit stones in the broiler was slowly disintegrating into powder as their Ling Qi got drained.
Bei Feng sat on the deck as strong gusts of wind were blocked by his blood Qi.
The golden waters of the Yellow Golden Sea were like top-grade wine as a huge seagull circled above. It would constantly dive into the water and catch fishes a few meters long.
The view on both sides looked the same, which made people feel like they were remaining on the same spot. The waters had no end in sight, and a salty smell got blown aboard by the strong winds. One would see a few ships catching fishes every now and then.
Again, half a month passed in the blink of an eye.