The eight spiritual ships of the Cloud Peak Sect advanced steadily through the night sky.
Moonlight reflected across their silver hulls while formation lights glowed beneath each vessel like floating stars. Cargo compartments remained sealed. Defensive arrays operated normally. Disciples moved between decks carrying reports while navigators monitored routes and spiritual currents.
Everything proceeded according to schedule.
At the center of the formation sailed the largest vessel.
Inside its command chamber, Elder Hang sat before a floating navigation map. Long blue hair rested across his shoulders while his sharp eyes studied the routes ahead.
