Qi Yun bid farewell to the West Sea Forbidden Area and sped southeast.
At first, he could still see the rugged coastline of the continent's edge and the sparse offshore islands below.
As he ventured deeper, the continent's outline gradually vanished behind him.
As far as the eye could see, there was only the endless deep blue sea and the equally vast, boundless sky.
The sea breeze carried the salty, damp scent of freedom. At times, the water was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the drifting clouds; at others, gentle waves rose, cresting like a thousand piles of snow.
He followed the sea chart and coordinates given by Xuan Hengzi, spreading his Divine Sense like a fine net to sense the direction of the ocean currents, the rise and fall of oceanic ridges, and the subtle gradient changes of the Spiritual Mechanism in the air.
At night, he observed the position of the stars to correct his course.
