The gigantic flying boat continued forcing its way forward through the raging storm that surrounded Hidden Dragon Island.
Violent winds crashed against the vessel from every direction like invisible mountains charging through the sky. Each collision sent powerful tremors through the hull, causing the enormous structure to groan heavily beneath the pressure.
The defensive formations engraved across the ship flared repeatedly.
Layers of radiant shields unfolded around the flying boat and wrapped it in circles of protective light. Yet every time those barriers appeared, they rippled violently beneath the impact of the surrounding gale, as if they might collapse at any moment.
The atmosphere on deck had already become tense.
Many ordinary disciples had turned pale from the constant shaking and pressure.
