Only after unifying the world did I realize that immortals existed in this world.

In this critical moment, Xiao Zheng didn't have time to curse his reckless colleague.

"Disciples of the Taihua Sect, all of you, stand behind me!"

He roared and flung out the Azure Sky Pearl from his hand, making hand seals and frantically pouring his magical power into it without regard to cost!

The Azure Sky Pearl shone brightly! A massive, almost tangible light shield instantly opened, engraved with countless incantations and runes, accompanied by chanting and auspicious light, firmly protecting the three cloud boats within!

Then,

The unimaginable power of mountains and rivers roared in, the wrath of heaven and earth seeming like a cataclysmic disaster. The disciples dared only hide behind Xiao Zheng, their minds blank, just like Lu Junfeng and his group who had been powerless to resist before.

And the next moment,

"Click click click~"

A series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds echoed from the sky. The seemingly indestructible light shield, shrouded in flowing runes, shattered like glass the moment it made contact.

Everything was swept away, and the immense power of heaven and earth effortlessly penetrated the entire cloud boat fleet.

A strong wind howled, blowing a few strands of white hair.

Strange indeed! Heaven and earth seem to have turned upside down and are suspended in mid-air, and I feel closer and closer to the waves.

In his final moments before losing consciousness, Xiao Zheng only remembered the slightly salty sea breeze of that day.

Thump, thump...

The savior has arrived!

The savior is sleeping!

In terms of the outcome alone, there isn't much difference between a baby rocking horse hitting the jackpot and an electric scooter hitting the jackpot.

……

"this……"

This scene was witnessed by those who were paying attention.

It felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over me.

Lu Junfeng, who was just about to burst into tears on a small hill south of Lieyang City, looked at the three cloud boats that suddenly fell from the sky and instantly held back his tears, speechless for a moment.

It seems like suddenly there's not so much hope left.

Is this place really that eerie?

Does everyone who comes have to take a swim in the ocean?

Gong Qiao asked with some curiosity, "Have people from your sect arrived?"

Lu Junfeng twitched the corner of his mouth: "Hmm...maybe."

"Will someone stronger than you come along?"

"I don't know either."

What use would it be if someone inferior to him came?

If someone stronger than him comes but is knocked into the sea, then what terrifying power does this world hold?

For a moment, he was unsure whether he should expect the elders to arrive.

……

On the shores of the East China Sea

"thump!"

"thump!"

Amidst the astonished gazes of the onlookers, one could only exclaim, "It's fallen in again!"

Three cloud boats entered the water one after another, splashing up small but significant sprays of water on the surface.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

At the dock, Song Zhaowen was leading his subordinates to inspect the ships.

For the past month, the imperial court's orders have only been to allow him to rest here. Although news has occasionally come in, he has no idea what the current situation is.

He looked up at the churning thunderclouds overhead and the falling cloud boat, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to his subordinates, "Gentlemen, it's time for us to get to work."

The ships that once explored new continents have now become fishing fleets.

Meanwhile, in the palace, Xie Cangrong looked down at his palm and gently clenched it: "Looks like I can still hold on."

We just unleashed an imperialist iron fist, and it worked well.

New people are coming!

As expected, and as reasonable as it should be.

I wonder what they will bring to the Great Xia?

I hope we can become stronger and have a greater voice, but not too strong.

Lu Junfeng is indeed easy to manipulate, but he's too cautious, has little say, and is stingy; there's no point in scheming against him. By now, he's been squeezed almost dry.

Although the second group arrived a bit early, and Da Xia didn't have time to digest the results, fortunately, for now, he can still hold on and is still qualified to negotiate with them.

……

The situation in Daxia is relatively stable, but the situation on the other side is quite different.

Crane Cry Continent, Taihua Sect.

Sect Master Yun Shu sat upright in the center of the Star Orbit Array. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and he abruptly opened his eyes, revealing thousands of stars twinkling in his pure white eyes.

As light and shadow flowed, the twin Azure Sky Pearls in his hand trembled violently, bursting forth with countless auspicious rays.

"Another continent?"

He lowered his eyes and murmured softly.

Xuan Gu Xiao Zheng and his companions passed through the miasma. Through the Azure Sky Pearl, thousands of miles away in another world, he finally learned what lay beyond the Southwest Abyss Sea.

A brand new continent, a bountiful land of spirits, a treacherous world where great forces are hidden.

He looked at the Azure Sky Pearl in his hand and frowned slightly: "Was it such immense power of heaven and earth that the Cloud-Piercing Boat was destroyed in an instant?"

Xuan Gu and Xiao Zheng were struck by a great stroke of luck, which he naturally witnessed. It was only natural that such fertile land would nurture such immense power.

However, the information was still too limited.

He didn't know where this power came from, whether it was an invisible and unintentional natural mechanism, or something caused by human intervention.

Is there some strange and majestic being occupying this place?

While Xie Cangrong was curious about the other world of immortals and demons, the Taihua Sect Master of Heming Continent was also spying on the Great Xia.

This brand-new world contains endless resources and limitless opportunities. The development of the four continents of immortals and demons has reached its limit; all the resources have been occupied.

If the Taihua Sect wants to reverse its decline and continue to move forward, it must expand outwards.

The Taihua Sect was the first to discover the new continent that has now appeared.

In any case, Yun Shu would never abandon the Great Xia.

He gazed at the Azure Sky Pearl in his hand, a myriad of thoughts flashing through his white eyes. He slowly closed his eyes, and an invisible wind blew, as if a wisp of spiritual light had been drawn away from him.

North of Crane Cry Continent, separated by a chasm, lies another land, where towering mountains rise abruptly, dividing the land into yin and yang. On one side is a sacred mountain, shimmering with auspicious light and radiant with precious brilliance; on the other is a perilous land, shrouded in gloom and teeming with demons and ghosts.

The place where the white elephants are buried is White Elephant Island.

Wuxiang Zen Buddhism, Hualan Pagoda.

The melodious sounds of chanting, imbued with boundless wisdom, echoed, drawing people into another supremely beautiful pure land, where they could linger and become completely captivated. A white mouse, stealing oil, its dark pupils reflecting the image of an old monk sitting upright on a lotus throne in the center of the room, chanting sutras with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew, extinguishing the candlelight.

The melodious chanting and chanting stopped instantly, and all the beautiful dreams vanished.

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, and golden blood gushed from his right eye, slowly sliding down his cheek. There were no pupils in his eyes, making him look somewhat lifeless, yet this very absence gave his eyes a compassionate and merciful quality.

Startled, the white mouse transformed into a streak of light and vanished in an instant.

"You saw it?"

The next instant, a voice that only the old monk could hear rang in his ears.

"Amitabha."

The old monk chanted a Buddhist prayer, his face serene: "Layman, the azure sky is my eyes. What the azure sky sees is what I see."

"What do you want?"

The old monk raised an eyebrow, lifted his head, and gazed southward with lifeless eyes, his gaze seemingly traversing thousands of miles. He asked in return, "Now that the Fifth Continent has appeared, what are your intentions, layman?"