Three months later, a streak of white light appeared on the horizon. Before long, it was above an island more than a hundred li across.
As the escaping light faded, it revealed a massive White Flood Dragon. Wang Changsheng and the other three sat on the White Flood Dragon's back.
The island's terrain was high in the west and low in the east. In the western part stood a dozen peaks of varying sizes, and amid the encircling mountains lay a vast plain. At the center of the island was a lake island over a dozen mu in size.
The White Flood Dragon slowly landed on the plain. Not far away stood a mountain peak more than a thousand zhang tall, its slopes crowded with trees in a lush, verdant scene.
There was no Spirit Vein on the island, so naturally no other immortal cultivators lived there, nor did any mortals.
Not far away was a narrow valley. According to Cheng Zhenyu, the Ancient Cultivator Abode was within the valley, but there was a powerful restriction inside.
Ye Haitang quickly walked toward the valley, a thoughtful look on her face.
"How is it? Haitang, are you confident you can break the formation?"
Wang Changsheng asked. Cheng Zhenyu had nearly been injured by the formation, which was enough to show how powerful it was.
"I'm confident, but this is an improved formation. I'll only know the specifics once I go in and break it. It would be best if we could find the formation eyes."
Wang Ruyan smiled knowingly. Red light lit up between her brows, and a red eyeball covered in shifting runes surfaced.
After a while, Wang Ruyan put away the Black Phoenix Mystic Eye, her brows slightly furrowed, and shook her head. "I didn't discover the location of