A hundred days wasn't long.
Just as the old man had said, they entered the Nether Sea.
The waters of the Nether Sea were a deep blue.
It was only then that Su Qing realized he had accidentally stumbled into the Nether Sea once before.
The Spiritual Mist within the Nether Sea was quite thick.
...
RUMBLE~
Lightning flashed and thunder roared. A thunderstorm in the Nether Sea was only ever more treacherous.
A fierce wind swept across the ocean, kicking up hundred-meter-tall waves that were split apart by the Golden Core Cultivator accompanying the ship.
But the vessel still rocked relentlessly, and a great deal of seawater sloshed onto the deck with every lurch.
The deck was now empty of people. Su Qing had returned to the ship's superstructure to watch from outside.
This large ship had both cabins and a superstructure. The average Cultivator, unwilling to pay too many Spirit Stones, would choose to stay in the cabins.
