East Sea.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The waves surged violently, smashing against the reefs of the small island and exploding into countless sprays of white foam.
A foul wind howled, and the sky was overcast.
This uninhabited little island was utterly inconspicuous within the vast East Sea, yet four Gu Immortals were concealed here at this moment.
All four Gu Immortals were wounded. One lay on the ground, his life or death unknown, while the remaining three sat cross-legged separately, hastening to treat their injuries.
A moment later, one of them suddenly coughed violently and spat out mouthful after mouthful of blood.
"My lord!" The other two immortals, who still retained consciousness, hurriedly stopped healing themselves and gathered around him in concern.
The one coughing up blood was Miao Ming Shen.
This Gu Immortal specialized in space path and possessed Rank 7 Cultivation. He was very famous among the East Sea's lone immortals, with extensive Human Vein connections and considerable influence.
He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. His appearance was above average, his facial features rather ordinary, save for his broad nostrils, which left a deep impression.
Judging by appearance alone, he was wholly unremarkable. But he possessed lofty ambitions and was skilled at humbling himself to treat others well; he could be said to have great personal charisma. Among the East Sea's lone immortals, Flower Butterfly Immortal Maiden, Bee General, and Ghost Seven Lord all followed Miao Ming Shen's lead. The four of them formed an exceptionally close-knit little group.
But now, Ghost Seven Lord among them remained unconscious. The skin across his whole body had turned a poisonous purple, and his condition was hanging by a thread.
Miao Ming Shen wiped the blood from his mouth. His face was pale as he forced out, "My