Wei Ling was stunned by the words, just about to lower his head to investigate.

Suddenly, a loud "rumbling" sound erupted next to his ears.

He looked up, only to see the distant ground suddenly trembling, countless cracks spreading across the surface.

Scorching black smoke rolled out from the fissures, erupting with a mournful rumbling sound.

In the next instant, orange-red lava surged forth, shooting straight into the clouds, like a pillar of heaven collapsing, shaking the earth and mountains.

Everyone in the Human Clan and Demon Clan camps was alarmed by this sudden change and rushed out to check the situation. When they saw this apocalyptic scene, everyone was shocked and immediately began to retreat.

Due to the overwhelming and fierce surge of lava, many Cultivators and Demon Soldiers were still engulfed by the rolling lava.

At the brink of life and death, both groups fled desperately, running for more than ten miles before stopping to catch their breath.

They looked back, only to see that the place where they had camped had turned into a sea of fire and lava.

"What happened, where are the lords, are they still in the Space Spiritual Treasure?" Both sides were in a state of panic, not knowing what had happened, with people continually asking, but no one could provide an answer.

Just when everyone was uncertain and suspicious, a loud "splashing" sound arose from the surface of the Magma Lake, as if some gigantic object was turning in the deep sea, about to break through the water.

Everyone immediately turned their heads, only to see the lava erupting from the top of Fire Peak Mountain rising and falling, with a silver-white, long sharp horn tearing through the space like a sharp sword, emerging abruptly from the void.

Immediately after, the spatial rift suddenly expanded, and a massive silver-white ship hundreds of meters long broke through, its prow pointing skyward, imposing and magnificent, as if escaping from a giant sea beast's lair.

Embraced by the lava, the silver-white ship suddenly plunged downwards, with surging airwaves rolling in all directions, then it stabilized firmly in mid-air.

The ship's multiple towers made it look from afar like a large mobile palace complex, grand and spectacular.

On either side of the ship, large white cylindrical structures extended from the ship's hold, resembling the whiskers of a giant dragon, fierce and majestic.

Everyone gazed at this silver-white giant ship, showing expressions of amazement, not daring to approach easily, only staying at a distance in mid-air, discussing and speculating about the ship's origin.

Among the crowd, Yuan Ming's clone also showed a look of surprise.

After instructing Wei Ling beside him with a phrase, he used the Void Transformation Technique to conceal himself, quietly approaching the silver giant ship. Soon, he landed on the ship's deck.

The silver giant ship was incomparably vast, with Yuan Ming's clone choosing to board at the foredeck.

This place seemed a bit empty, with only the mast hoisting a large sail and a passage leading into the ship's towers.

However, this passage was blocked by a heavy grayish-green wooden door, enveloped by a Forbidden energy, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

After studying for a moment, Yuan Ming's clone soon found in frustration that with only the clone's power, it was impossible to break this Forbidden energy.

He was preparing to find another way into the ship when he suddenly detected a fluctuation in the nearby space, as if someone was breaking through the void and emerging.

Yuan Ming's clone felt a chill in his heart and quickly restrained his breath, hiding behind the mast.

Only to see a crack suddenly opening in the void above the deck, with Hei Lian and Su Yingxue stepping out in succession.

Their expressions were urgent, seemingly having something important to do, so they did not pay attention to the Cultivators and Demon Soldiers in the distance and went straight to the wooden door.

Su Yingxue stood before the wooden door, flipped her right hand, and held the key of the World Tree.

As she brought the key close to the door, several emerald spirit lights appeared on the door, as if resonating with the key. The key gently inserted into the door.

With a twist of Su Yingxue's wrist, a soft "click" sounded, and the door slowly opened.

Su Yingxue withdrew the key and, together with Hei Lian, walked inside.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming's clone hiding behind the mast was moved, wanting to take this opportunity to enter as well.

But just as he took a step, the wooden door suddenly closed, shutting him out.

Yuan Ming's clone reluctantly retracted his foot, feeling a little annoyed inside.

He paced around the deck a few times, finding that there was only this single passage to enter the ship, so he decided to sit down on the ship, quietly waiting for other opportunities to present themselves.

...

Inside the ship, it was like a maze.

The path beyond the wooden door was intricate and complex, interwoven like a spider's web.

On both sides of the passage were mysterious rooms of various sizes, with tightly closed doors and no markings, seemingly concealing endless secrets.

For those coming here for the first time, even if not lost in the winding passages, it was difficult to find their target among the countless rooms.

Yet Su Yingxue and Hei Lian seemed to know this place like the back of their hands.

Their steps were quick and determined in the passage, as if each step was on a predetermined path.

Soon, they arrived at the stern, coming to a tightly closed door.

Su Yingxue once again took out the key of the World Tree, gently inserting it into the door.

With a soft "click," the door slowly opened, revealing a unique room.

The walls and floor of the room seemed to be meticulously crafted from silver jade, translucent and reflecting faint human figures, while emitting a gentle silver light that made the whole room look like a dream.

In the center of the room, there was a raised platform.

On the platform, a silver-white ancient ship's helm was installed.

The helm was carved with unique patterns, but at the moment, it appeared dull, as if it had lost its former brilliance.

Su Yingxue walked to the front of the platform, formed seals with her hands, and chanted silently.

After a while, she waved her hand and cast several spells on the helm.

In an instant, a dazzling silver light erupted from the helm, and then the four walls and floor lit up, like shining stars, splendid and dazzling.

Amidst the flowing light, images slowly appeared on the walls.

These images were clear and vivid, astonishingly showing the scenes outside the Three Realms Immortal Boat, with distant mountains, rivers, and clouds seemingly within reach.

At this moment, Hei Lian lightly stepped onto the platform, holding the helm with both hands.

After slightly discerning the direction, she forcefully turned it.

With her movement, light surged simultaneously from various parts of the giant silver ship.

A deep and awe-inspiring humming sound echoed through the sky, as if a slumbering giant beast was awakened, roaring thunderously.

The cultivators and demon soldiers in the distance had just seen Su Yingxue and Hei Lian descend onto the giant boat, and then saw the boat burst into spirit light. Those brave and curious flew over immediately, trying to board the ship to explore its mysteries.

However, just as they were about to approach the giant ship, a faint silver barrier suddenly appeared around the ship.

This barrier quickly expanded, enclosing the entire ship within it, forming an oval shell.

Those attempting to board were isolated outside this barrier, forced to watch helplessly as the giant ship slowly ascended in front of them.

On the deck, Yuan Ming's clone was surprised to see this scene, and stood up to approach the barrier.

He attempted various methods to break through the barrier, but soon discovered it was incredibly strong, even a Dharma Phase Cultivator would struggle to break it in a short time.

As the barrier rose, the giant boat slowly turned and, accompanied by a roar, gradually took flight, like a giant silver eagle spreading its wings towards the direction of White Emperor City.

Those outside the boat were astonished to see it embark.

They hurriedly tried to catch up, but although the ship appeared slow, it was a deceptive impression due to its massive size, even Returning to Void Cultivators couldn't keep pace with its speed.

In just a few breaths, the giant ship had left them far behind, disappearing from sight.

On the deck, Yuan Ming's clone watched the ship's receding figure, feeling a ripple in his heart.

Recalling Su Yingxue and Hei Lian who had just boarded, his brow furrowed.

Su Yingxue and Hei Lian were from the Three Realms Sect, their intentions here were undoubtedly not good. Sadly, he was just a clone here, his true self engaged elsewhere, and could only sigh as he continued sitting at the bow to observe the unfolding situation.

...

Outside the Three Realms Immortal Boat, beside the towering Silver Tower, space suddenly rippled, as though a stone had been thrown into a calm lake.

Soon after, a spatial passage quietly appeared, from which Wu Yu led a group of Great Demons from the Ten Thousand Demon Country, lightly landing on the open ground outside the Silver Tower.

"Her Majesty the Empress, what should we do next? Should we just go out directly?" The Black Bear King asked cautiously, his brows slightly furrowed.

Wu Yu glanced back at the imposing Silver Tower, a deep light flashing in her eyes.

She raised her hand, and suddenly a deep red light flickered in the void, followed by a Flying Wheel Spiritual Treasure appearing before everyone.

This Flying Wheel was entirely deep red, its spirit light resonating with nature's spiritual energy, and upon its appearance, flames surged, winds howled, emitting an intimidating pressure.

Most strikingly, at the center of the Flying Wheel were nine meticulously arranged slots, each perfectly fitting a person.

"All of you, sit down." Wu Yu said calmly, her figure floating up as she was first to fly into a slot and sit down.

The other five Great Demons followed suit, each finding their slot, leaving three slots vacant.

Wu Yu raised her hand again to cast a spell, suddenly three white tail-like shadows flashed behind her, and then three clones emerged from her body.

These figures looked exactly like Wu Yu, as if reflections in three mirrors.

After these three clones appeared, they occupied the remaining empty slots.

Then, the nine demons simultaneously cast spells, pouring demonic power into the Flying Wheel.

Nine different types of demonic power converged, and with a sound, the Flying Wheel soared up, its exterior suddenly erupting in deep red flames, engulfing Wu Yu and the demon clan within.

With a "whoosh," the Flying Wheel transformed into a red light, shooting far into the distance at a speed like a meteor across the sky, far surpassing Lei Yu's full-speed flying escape.