Volume 30 Emergence of the Empire Chapter 11 Deserted Island

A rather ordinary three-masted sailboat skillfully sailed out from the trumpet-shaped riverbank, plunging into the azure Nether Sea, cleaving waves as it sped towards the vast South. The fierce North Wind from the Northern Wasteland, gave the whole coastline and sea surface a sense of the cold harshness of wind demons dancing with snowflakes; this year, Homer's winter seemed to come especially early.

Komer, with his arms crossed, watched the view ahead, the Nether Sea—a body of water that fostered endless prosperity along the shores of the Cang Continent—seemed to lie right beneath his feet.