The journey to the Central Region proceeded without a hitch, monotonous in its tranquility.
Three months slipped by in the blink of an eye as the Glory of Tomorrow tore through the cosmos, its colossal hull slicing through the starry void like a blade through dark silk.
It wasn't long before they spotted, far off in the void, the Fourth Fleet of the Orthodox Martial Navy.
More than fifty battleships lined up in tight formation, thousands of smaller ships orbiting them like bees around a hive. Two Behemoths anchored the arrangement, their mere presence alone enough to stand against less powerful Celestial Emperors.
Naturally, the Cosmic Dawn Sect's ship was instructed to dock at one of the gigantic Behemoths for a security check.
All ships coming from the outer regions had to undergo this type of inspection to root out infiltrated demons.
Of course, with Feiyue present, a few words were all it took for them to be promptly cleared and allowed to continue their journey.
