Attack on the Island

"Deputy Palace Master? Huangfu Jue?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Yes. He was a Void Return Stage cultivator at the peak of Great Perfection, and his combat prowess had already transcended the ordinary. It was precisely because he led the group that so many island masters were willing to follow. If another late-stage Void Return cultivator had led instead, I fear there would not have been so many answering the call," Fairy Yun Luo said with a nod.

"Indeed. But that also means this will certainly be a hard battle," Yuan Ming said slowly.

"Haha, I know Fellow Daoist Yuan's strength well enough. Since we will be traveling together this time, Fellow Daoist Yuan must protect me," Fairy Yun Luo said with a soft laugh.

Yuan Ming did not respond, merely smiling noncommittally.

Just then, several streaks of escaping light swept over from East Pole Island and landed on the giant sea-crossing vessel.

As the lights faded, several figures appeared. At their center stood a handsome young man in a brocade robe embroidered with dragon patterns. His facial features were sharply defined, and a faint golden gleam shone in his eyes, making them seem exceptionally keen.

The people standing at his sides also possessed formidable auras. One of them was Elder Mo Sanqi of East Pole Palace, whom Yuan Ming knew.

The moment these people appeared, their powerful presence cowed everyone aboard the ship. The previously noisy deck instantly fell silent.

All eyes settled upon the brocade-robed man, as though waiting for his instructions.

"Everyone, I am Huangfu Jue. I will have to trouble you all to accompany me on a trip to Black Mo Island. Merits and rewards lie close at hand, for all of you to seize as you please," the brocade-robed man said, sweeping his gaze over the crowd.