The Sword Boat sailed aimlessly in the bizarre mist.0

Without the sun, moon, or stars, it was impossible to distinguish between day and night. The passage of time became as elusive as the workings of the human heart.0

Pang Jian often stood by the window on the third floor, watching the dramatic shifts in everyone's emotions.0

At first, the Sword Pavilion and Black Valley Sect disciples below directed their blame at him.0

They claimed his unnecessary actions of pursuing the green ants had led the boat off course.0

The accusers believed they would have already arrived at Absolute Heaven if not for his interference.0

Time passed slowly, but it was hard to tell if it had been a few days or half a month without the cycle of day and night.0

The Sword Boat continued to drift through the bizarre mist.0

Both the route to Absolute Heaven and the way back felt distant.0

The passing time wore on everyone's patience, and even those sitting to cultivate with spirit jades grew increasingly agitated.0

"Everyone, stop cultivating. Just maintain your...0