The spirit ship was torn to pieces in a breath.
The cultivators on the spirit ship were like a drop of water that had fallen into a calm lake. They only caused ripples and no other traces.
The cultivators were thrown into the jade-green forest below, and the fragments of the spirit ship were thrown in.
There was such a huge commotion, but the forest below did not stir at all. The sky and forest were still calm, as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, all the cultivators did not understand. Everyone said that the Xiang Sea was dangerous, and most of the travelers had to stay in it. However, why had they already passed the Xiang Sea and fallen on this unknown land?
Just thinking about it made them feel indignant!
...
When Lin Xuan woke up, his eyes felt dark. His body seemed to have been scattered by someone and could not move at all.
'I seemed to have fallen down, and I fell into the forest below with the collapsed spirit ship.'