An island several hundred li across lay high in the east and low in the west. Vegetation was sparse, and everywhere was a swath of pitch-black gloom. A gust of yin wind howled past, accompanied from time to time by the sounds of wailing ghosts and howling wolves.
Several dozen cultivators had gathered atop a small earthen slope. At their head stood a purple-robed girl with ordinary features and a white-haired, hunchbacked old man. More than twenty Core Formation Cultivators stood behind them.
"Fellow Daoist Su, why hasn't anyone else arrived yet? If we keep delaying, that Yin Beast may well have already escaped."
The Purple-Robed Girl frowned, displeasure written across her face.
"Fairy Lin, rest assured. Lady Li must already be on her way. Oh, they're here."
As soon as the hunchbacked old man finished speaking, a green light appeared on the distant horizon and sped toward them.
Before long, the green light came to a halt above Desolate Island. It was Wang Changsheng and his group.
Wang Changsheng swept the area with his divine sense, his gaze settling on the Purple-Robed Girl.
A palm-sized violet jade pendant hung from the Purple-Robed Girl's waist. Because of Sun Moon Palace, Purple Moon Fairy did not dare show her true face. To make identification easier, she and Wang Changsheng had made an arrangement. This Purple Lotus Pendant had been personally refined by Wang Changsheng, so he naturally recognized it.
Likewise, a jade pendant in the shape of an Azure Lotus hung from Wang Changsheng's waist.
"Senior Brother Wang, is that you?"
Purple Moon Fairy's voice suddenly rang in Wang Changsheng's ear. Wang Changsheng could now confirm that the Purple-Robed Girl was Purple Moon Fairy.
"It's me. We'll talk after we leave this place."
Wang Changsheng transmitted his voice to Purple Moon