A Spirit Shuttle sailed through the endless sea horizon, with the distant dawn faintly glowing.
Ye Jingcheng stood at the front of the shuttle, feeling the sea breeze blowing, the roar of the waves in his ears; though life in the Cyan Cloud Sea Domain wasn't as tranquil as a mountain morning.
Yet, the days of rising sun and fierce waves could equally bring Ye Jingcheng a different kind of joy.
His gaze fell on the horizon, where Purple Wood Island gradually appeared before his eyes.
On the island, purple light suffused the air, countless Smoke Dragons soared into the sky, forming a magnificent spectacle in the air.
The entire island was also brightly decorated.
Ye Jingcheng knew in his heart that this was the soon-to-arrive Purple Wood Sect celebration ceremony.
