Chapter 257
A million kilometers from Black Cloud City, across the vast black ocean, white Mist hung thick in the air.
A streak of crimson flame tore across the sky, trailing a scorching wave of heat and blinding light as it hurtled straight toward Black Cloud City. It resembled a meteor—no, a fallen star. Its brilliance was absolute. Wherever it passed, the Mist instantly dissipated, clearing a swath several kilometers across. At the heart of that crimson light flew an ancient, luxurious black carriage drawn by six flood dragons.
They were not ordinary Mist Zone monsters, but Ghost-Faced Flood Dragons—their grotesque faces covered in countless golden eyes.
As undisputed apex predators of the Outer Mist Zone beyond the Boundary Wall, these creatures were Divine Descendants of the fallen Mist God, the Sun King. Yet here, those same Divine Descendants—possessing bloodlines that rivaled top-tier Blood Ancestors—had been reduced to beasts of burden.
Inside the carriage, black beaded curtains swayed in the wind, faintly tracing the silhouette of a figure lounging within.
The curtain beads clattered as the drape lifted, revealing her face.
Cold and imperious, with pure golden pupils that radiated innate supremacy, the woman reclined on a soft couch—raven-haired, pale-skinned, her figure impossible to ignore. She held a pure white smoking pipe in one hand. Taking a light drag, she exhaled a translucent, grayish-white cloud of smoke that wreathed her face and hung in the still air.
"Where are we, Sisi?" she asked softly.
"Your Highness, we have arrived at the Black Scale Sea," the driver replied. She was also a woman, clad in a tight purplish-black outfit and a black mask that revealed only a pair of striking amethyst eyes. A long ponytail snapped in the wind, lending her a fierce, martial air. "To avoid the solidification period—which would have been a nuisance—I reduced our speed slightly. Our crossing over the sea falls perfectly within the melting window."