The piercing cold wind howled, and the once sweltering summer's Wuxiang City seemed to have plunged into winter overnight.
A tense atmosphere suddenly enveloped everyone's heart, even Jian Changhe grew solemn.
Dong dong~~
Amidst the sound of war drums, a massive flying boat soared across the skies, bearing an overwhelming majesty.
This flying boat stretched a hundred zhangs in length, and atop it was not a delicate pavilion but a sturdy fortress.
It was a fortress, entirely of profound black, with intricate runes glowing across its surface.
Standing atop the city wall, Yang Zhenshan squinted slightly at the flying vessel soaring by.
A large flying boat is not just a flying artifact but also a warfare artifact.
One such vessel can accommodate a large scale attack array, meaning each large flying boat symbolizes a movable attack array.
