The Canal starts from Suzhou-Hangzhou, ends at Youzhou, stretches for thousands of miles, swallowing mountains and rivers with its energy. Before it, all feel a sense of insignificance.
Several Dragon Ships, as vast as mountains, cleave through the waves, shooting forward like arrows. Everywhere they pass, the waters stir intensely, commanding awe from all onlookers. Even more, commoners kneel on both banks, ceaselessly cheering and bowing.
Emperor Dazong, dressed in casual attire, and Li Jing stand on the bow deck, surrounded by countless soldiers guarding them. Additionally, Inner Palace Masters lurk in the dark corners, vigilantly guarding against all directions. Even a bird wouldn't dare come close.
In a place invisible to the public, a huge Red Dragon coils above the Dragon Ship.
The overwhelming Dragon Energy sweeps across like a river; whether it is the dark resentment or monstrous demons, none dare approach, all blasted to oblivion before they can get close...
