Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 791- Breaking in
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 202: The Power of Words
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 917 - Laura's Gift
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 790- Splitting
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 790: A Cultivator Siege Battle
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 06.03 - Whale Song
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 430: Not Many Good People, Too many Bad People
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 259.1: Heartbroken Simp, Imminent Apocalypse (1)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 66: A Quick Assault on Venice
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 789- Lack of eq
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 938: Dream's Child
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 201: Eavesdropping
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 916 - Everlasting City
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 788- Second seven star
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 789: Sunfall Bolts, Immortal-Slaying Ballistae
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 06.02 - Whale Song
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 081: Nether Fire Divine Commander
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 429: Repaying Kindness With Evil, How Does One Repay Kindness?
Over eighteen thousand kilometers south of the shore of the South sea was a vast island. It was long, narrow, and symmetrical, shaped like a huge ship on the sea. It was known as Giant Ship island. The island had a row of three mountains down the middle, where the middle one was large and the other two were small. They were like the masts and sails of a ship, named Main-mast mountain, Fore-mast mountain, and Mizzen-mast mountain.
The three mountains were littered with structures, all bearing the unique style of the South sea. They were magnificent and imposing, obscured by the cloud and mist like abodes of immortals. It was where the greatest sect of the South sea stood, the Cloud Sail sect.
Two white bridges crossed through the clouds like rainbows, joining the three mountains together. If the sea wind dispersed the clouds and mist, then it was possible to overlook the layers upon layers of residences built below, the long streets and the flowing people, filled with the liveliness of the secular world.
People flowed out of the cities and gathered on a vast beach to the south of the island, forming a black mass like a nest of swarming ants. Who knew how many thousand people gathered there, all standing on their tiptoes and gazing at the depths of the sea. Groups of soldiers maintained order. There were many cultivators that hovered in the air without hiding themselves. They proudly basked in the reverence from the mortals below.
It was the eighth month, the peak of summer, but even with the scorching climate of the south, the cool sea breeze could still bring comfort. The sun gradually sank below the surface of the sea like a piece of red jade, dyeing the sky and ocean red. The temperature became cooler.
The sea breeze settled down, and the sea waves lapped against the sea shore steadily.
The port was filled with ships and boats of various sizes, from long boats and huge ships to dinghies. They came in all sorts of shapes and sizes, bobbing up and down with the waves.
At this moment, even more boats drifted over fr
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