Zhang Xuan led the strange Long Sanhe, whose face wore a sinister smile, through the waterfall exit and out of the Secret Realm, appearing directly above the Desolate Island.
The Desolate Island was still as ruined and silent as before, devoid of life.
A faint scent of blood lingered in the air, proving that a battle had taken place here earlier.
The strange Long Sanhe swept his gaze around, a trace of malice curling at the corner of his lips before quickly returning to normal.
"Let's go!" After hovering briefly in the air, Zhang Xuan glanced back at Long Sanhe and spoke.
Long Sanhe nodded with a smile.
The two flew eastward across the Desolate Island, one after the other.
The island where the villa stood was some distance from this Desolate Island, and neither of them spoke along the way.
Behind him, Long Sanhe wore the look of someone about to succeed, his eyes fixed on Zhang Xuan's back.
After flying for nearly two hours at Zhang Xuan's speed, they reached the island and landed on the beach.
"Not bad. You actually managed to keep up with This Seat?" After landing, Zhang Xuan turned back and gave Long Sanhe a sinister smile.
Long Sanhe's gaze shifted slightly as he let out a foolish chuckle. "Great One, you flatter me. This clone talent of mine does indeed improve my speed."
"I wonder where Chang Xuzi and the others are now?" He immediately changed the subject, looking rather expectant.
Zhang Xuan smiled. "No rush. Follow This Seat somewhere first!"
Long Sanhe's heart trembled, and his eyes shifted again. "Where?"
"You'll know when you follow This Seat."
With that, Zhang Xuan headed toward the massive reef where Long Sanhe's remains had been buried.
Long Sanhe paused for a moment before following, wariness