Sea Emperor Heaven-Sealing Array

On the outskirts of Ghost Island, Gu Lin stood with his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth atop a massive jet-black floe. Ice chips crunched beneath his boots. His expression was even gloomier than the sky, and most of the smug, arrogant confidence between his brows had long faded, leaving only restlessness and unease.

"Brother, when exactly will the three True Monarch elders from the clan arrive?"

Gu Qing shrank her neck and wrapped her crimson fox-fur cloak tighter around herself. Her proud, radiant little face was now filled with impatience. Stamping her foot, she said indignantly, "This damned place is so cold it could freeze a person's soul stiff! If we keep waiting like this, forget the Sea Emperor's inheritance—we'll turn into ice sculptures first! Those old fossils enjoy the best resources in the clan every day, yet when it matters, they crawl slower than turtles!"

Gu Lin stopped and cast her a cold glance. "What are you in such a hurry for? The clan's base is hundreds of thousands of miles from the Extreme North Sea Region. Even True Monarch Realm experts, traveling at full speed without rest, would need at least five or six days. Only a day and a night have passed. Wait patiently."

He paused, lifting his gaze toward Ghost Island, shrouded in a dark gold barrier. A complicated look flickered through his eyes. "It's just... there are too many variables in these next few days. The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion likely knows Ghost Island's location. They may not be without further arrangements. I'm afraid this news can't be kept under wraps."

"Young Master! Young Master! Something's wrong!!"

At that moment, a panicked cry rang out.

A Gu Family member assigned to patrol the perimeter came flying over on his sword, tumbling and scrambling