The sky was azure, with only a few drifting clouds.
Fang Yuan floated high in the air, gazing into the distance.
He saw a vast sea and open sky. In his view, the sky was blue, the sea was blue, the waves were calm, and the scenery was magnificent.
This was Eastern Sea's distinctive landscape, utterly different from Southern Border's towering mountains and steep ridges.
When calm, Eastern Sea somewhat resembled the bold and rugged Northern Plains. But once the sea surged with tempestuous waves, its perilous savagery bore no resemblance to Northern Plains at all.
Eastern Sea had much water, and thus much change.
It was precisely this change that created such spectacular scenery and fostered cultural customs of every kind.
Fang Yuan waited patiently.
The sea area beneath his feet was relatively small. It lay within Corpse Alliance's sphere of influence and was Bu Dan's private sea domain.
But Bu Dan had long since been driven out. The one occupying this place was the leader of Northern Plains Corpse Alliance's branch—Rank 8 fire path immortal zombie, Demoness Burning Heaven.
A moment earlier, Fang Yuan had sent a letter Gu to visit Demoness Burning Heaven into the depths of the sea.
Yet there had been no movement from the sea.
"Who are you? What audacity, disturbing me at the most critical moment of refining Gu." Suddenly, a voice sounded beside Fang Yuan's ear.
Fang Yuan was inwardly startled. He had long activated his investigative methods, yet he could not detect Demoness Burning Heaven's silently hidden trail at all.
She had actually approached him, and until she spoke, he had noticed nothing.
Outwardly, however, Fang Yuan remained calm and unruffled. He slowly turned around and bowed. "I am Fang Yuan. Greetings, Lady Demoness Burning Heaven."
"Fang Yuan?" A sharp glint