Xu Qing looked back at the Captain but didn’t say a word. As far as he was concerned, the Captain was taking this role far too seriously. The charming way in which he’d just cleared his throat was just plain jarring. However, Xu Qing didn’t say anything. He knew that though Patriarch Golden Vajra Warrior had been quiet lately, based on the patriarch’s personality, he was surely recording all of this for later use. One day, they would be precious images that Xu Qing was certain he could find a use for. After giving the Captain a long look, he turned away and ignored him.

The Captain raised his eyebrow and was about to say more when another series of spell formation fluctuations rolled over the warship.

The octopus shivered and dropped into a kneeling position as it waited for the spell formation to finish the scanning process. As the ghost thirst butterflies dispersed, Xu Qing looked over the rail at a huge structure below them. It was a very simple construction. There were two freestanding pillars that created a sort of gate. Between the pillars was a black...