Water Moon Sect, Kunming Pavilion

The entire sea seemed to have turned into a massive incense burner, with hazy, seven-colored fragrant mist permeating every inch of the air. Even the sea breeze blowing in from afar carried an indescribable richness, and when it brushed gently across their cheeks, it made them feel a tingling comfort from head to toe.

Lu Changsheng and the others took a deep breath, and felt as if the fatigue and dust that had accumulated deep in their souls after days of travel had all vanished like smoke and clouds beneath the cleansing wash of that fragrance. The souls within their seas of consciousness became clearer and more crystalline than ever before.

"Miss, there's no time to lose!" Elder Tang Ling stood beside Tang Shiyin, and a rare urgency appeared on his weather-beaten old face. He lowered his voice and said, "Dragon Saliva Incense has extremely powerful penetrating force. It will spread along the sea breeze for a thousand li in every direction. We must take it down at once and seal it with a Spirit-Sealing Box. Otherwise, if we delay, something may change. I fear its fragrance will draw the covetous eyes of other factions!"

Tang Shiyin's expression sharpened at once when she heard this, and she immediately gave a decisive order:

"Elder Ling, do it!"

"Yes!"

Elder Ling moved, rising into the air like a goshawk. The terrifying aura of the peak Martial Venerable Realm erupted without the slightest concealment, shaking the surrounding sea surface until it sank into a huge arc. He brought the fingers of his right hand together like a sword, and spiritual power surged wildly from within him, condensing before him into an azure blue light sword ten zhang long. Water currents coiled around its edge, incomparably sharp.

"Open!"

Elder Ling gave a low shout,