Due to the screen of light covering the warship, all the ripples formed by the impact from Su Ming's cultivation base were blocked. Not a single hint of his presence spread out, so no one could know what was happening to him.
Everything was normal.
The bald crane and the Abyss Dragon walked with a swagger on the warship, especially the bald crane. It had a provocative look in its eyes, and it would occasionally sweep its gaze arrogantly past some of the cultivators who were meditating around.
Perhaps it was tiring for it to do such a thing for a prolonged period of time, but it returned to its own room in the warship in an hour. When they were both back in their room, the Abyss Dragon stared at the bald crane. It had too many things it did not understand and was waiting for the bald crane to offer up an explanation to it.
"Just what is going on?" the Abyss Dragon asked in a low voice.