For an entire week, they sailed through the sea of sand, encountering nothing but a few beasts of varying cultivation levels. Everything around them seemed unchanged, as if time itself had come to a standstill.

During this time, Tang Yu attempted to fly upwards into the sky, but after passing through the sea of clouds, he found it meaningless to go any further. Everything seemed endless.

Flying too high made the surroundings feel too empty, which suddenly gave Tang Yu a sense of loneliness, prompting him to quickly return to the ship and sit close to Xie Shiniang.

"Why are you sticking to me as soon as you come back? Missed me that much?" Xie Shiniang leaned against Tang Yu with a smile. In the throes of a passionate romance, she wished she could spend all twelve hours of the day with him. Just seeing his face made her happy.