Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Before his words had finished, the dark figure at the prow immediately began to beat the drum, each drumbeat sounding like thunder and lightning, echoing across the entire Yellow Springs Sea.
Roar!
At the bow, the Dragon Head let out a roar, and the hundred-thousand-zhang-long Dragon Boat slowly began to move, advancing downstream.
"I established the Yellow Springs Dharma Gate because I hoped that after death, people could enter this place to cross the Yellow Springs and cleanse themselves of sins from a past life,"
"Cultivators are far too powerful. As long as they are strong enough, there is nothing in this world that can restrain them. Born on Mingwu Star, where harsh and bitter cold is the norm, the few cultivators there were like Immortals, treating ordinary people worse than slaves, as though they were no better than dogs or pigs!"
As the Dragon Boat slowly made its way downstream, the voice inside the palace spoke slowly to Tang Yi.