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Relying on the traveling merchants who traveled between the small realm heaven and the middle heaven domain, this town had been prosperous since ancient times, and the lives of the people in the city had been quite good. But this year\'s situation was a little bad. No one knew when it started, but the sea of death was raging with huge waves. Even the usually calm bend of the sea was surging with waves endlessly. It had been a few months, and the storm showed no signs of stopping.

eαglesnovel`c,om Not only were there no traces of those small-sized flying spiritual artifacts, even the cloud piercing shuttle, which was as huge as the cloud piercing shuttle, had been delayed for half a year and still hadn\'t reached the shore. The storm in the depths of the sea of death was probably even more intense, so much so that these flying spiritual artifacts had no choice but to slow down.

If the flying spirit tool didn\'t arrive, those traveling merchants naturally wouldn\'t arrive either. They naturally didn\'t have any business either, and sat from morning to night every day. If it were anyone else, they wouldn\'t be in a good mood.

"You still don\'t know? I heard that the flood Dragon king\'s son was injured by someone, and he\'s trying his best to track down the murderer. I\'m afraid those flying spirit tools won\'t be able to arrive any time soon. " On the side, another fat man who was napping on a chair opened his eyes and looked at the man in surprise.

"What? who\'s so powerful that he even dared to hit the son of the flood Dragon King of the North Sea?" The man asked in shock, clearly not having heard of this.

"Who knows! I heard that not only did that person injure the flood Dragon king\'s son, he even killed a late stage Sovereign Lord, forcing the flood Dragon King to use the token of the Dragon Lord. Even those reclusive spiritual beasts that have not appeared for a long time have come out of their seclusion, but after being chased for more than half a year, they still haven\'t caught him. " The fat man sat up and said mysteriously, the fire of gossip burning in his eyes.

He had nothing to do anyway, so it was good to gossip to pass the time.

"It\'s that powerful?" The shop owner took a deep breath.

"He\'s impressive but we\'re in for it. If flood Dragon King doesn\'t catch him, this storm won\'t stop. We don\'t know how long we have to wait either. Sigh, if we don\'t get some business, we won\'t be able to live our days." At this point, Fatty\'s interest suddenly waned, and he fell back into the recliner. Gossip could only kill time, but it couldn\'t be eaten.

The two of them sighed as they chatted. Neither of them noticed that in the distance, between the horizon and the sea, a small black dot was quietly appearing.

"Land, look, have we reached the middle heaven domain?" LAN Xinyu pointed to the faintly discernible land between the rising and falling waves in the distance and cheered in surprise.

"It\'s the middle heaven domain, we\'ve finally arrived. " Uncle Ling nodded with a gratified expression.

Ling Chuxi also heaved a long sigh of relief. They had arrived. They had finally arrived.

In the last few months of their journey, everyone on the Stardust shuttle, including her, was exhausted.

Along the way, there was an endless stream of Sea Spirit clan members chasing after him, and there was no lack of hidden cultivators like the burly man.

Although Ling Chuxi remembered his warning and did not fight with these experts head-on, often retreating after a battle, only holding back the opponent for a moment, and then using the Stardust shuttle\'s amazing speed to escape, but after a series of hard battles, her vitality was still greatly damaged and she even suffered several serious injuries.

If it wasn\'t for the various spirit pills he had prepared in advance, as well as the Yuanying\'s constant supply of Yuan Qi to heal his injuries, it would be a problem if he could not have lasted until now.

If even she was in such a sorry state, Meng Zheng and LAN Xinyu were naturally not any better off. Meng Zheng\'s demon race martial arts techniques were too dependent on his strong physical defense. Unfortunately, his physical cultivation had been crippled, and his defense could not even compare to that of an ordinary demon. He had long been covered in wounds and had almost died several times under the other party\'s siege.

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