Time flew like a shuttle; ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
South Sea, frontline.
Tens of thousands of cultivators were locked in fierce battle. Explosions rang out without cease, and spiritual lights from all manner of spells flared one after another.
Cultivators were killed from time to time, their corpses plunging into the sea and staining a vast stretch of water red.
Wang Rongfei, Wang Rongxiang, and Wang Rongting were enveloped by a tri-colored barrier of azure, red, and blue light. A tri-colored bead the size of a dragon's eye floated above their heads.
They respectively held an Azure Jade Flute, a Red Pipa, and a blue zither, playing in unison. They cultivated Musical Techniques, and Wang Ruyan had guided them on many occasions.
Opposite them stood four men in identical blue robes. They were cultivators from the Eastern Fence World. When Azure Ripple World's experts had attacked their doorstep, they had been given only two choices: submit to Azure Ripple World or die. At the threshold of life and death, they chose survival, serving as vanguards for Azure Ripple World.
The flute, pipa, and zither music continued without pause. The four men's expressions grew dazed, their faces flushed crimson.
A burly middle-aged man's expression turned cold. With a flip of his hand, he produced a glittering golden bead. The Golden Beads emitted an astonishing spiritual energy fluctuation; it was clearly a Magic Treasure.
The Golden Beads shot forth, transforming into a streak of golden light that hurtled toward the other side.
Just then, a five-colored shield thirty feet high descended from the sky, blocking the way before Wang Rongfei and the other two.
Rumble!
A Golden Sun a hundred zhang in diameter appeared high in the sky, radiating terrifying heat as scorching waves rolled outward.
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