Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The majestic tower junk flew through the air. Beneath it was a boundless sea of clouds, the seething mists like roaring waves. It was a gorgeous and astonishing sight that had the students gasping in wonder.
Even students who had learned flying spells would not fly to such altitudes. After all, spiritual energy was limited, and if they ran out of spiritual energy and fell from these heights, they would almost assuredly die.
This was precisely why the students all chose to stand on the deck and look down. In standing high above the clouds, they felt like they were gazing down on the rest of the world.
Perhaps this is what those Immortals who can freely traverse the heavens feel? When one becomes powerful, all living beings inevitably appear like ants, Tang Jie couldn't help but think.
The ship flew very quickly, but the protection of a formation reduced the force of the wind. As Tang Jie stood at the bow of the ship, he began to examine the design of the ship's formation as was his habit.
This ship could be considered a large art relic, a rarity even in the Basking Moon Sect. The formation applied to it was extremely complex, formations built atop formations, all of which were bursting with mystery. It was impossible for him to grasp its design, let alone understand it in the little time available to him.
In his moment of helplessness, he suddenly sensed something. Peering inside the ship, he saw that it was crisscrossed with barely distinguishable lines. These lines that thickly covered the interior of the ship were none other than countless formation lines.
Spiritual energy thrummed within them, gathering up at certain points and creating brilliant stars, a beautiful galaxy that entranced Tang Jie.
A moment later, this beautiful landscape disappeared, the countless stars dissipating into nothing.
The ship was still a ship and the people were still people, walking around the ship and conversing with each other.
Tang Jie knew that the scene he had witnessed had probably been due t
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