Crimson Flame Divine Fruit

Crack—

A crisp cracking sound echoed over the sea. Fine fissures spread wildly across the dark-gold barrier of the Sea Emperor Heaven-Sealing Array like a spiderweb, expanding from a single point across the entire formation wall. Through the dense cracks shone the hazy outlines of the island within, like a divine butterfly about to break free of its cocoon.

"It's breaking! The island-protecting formation is breaking!"

Someone shouted in wild delight.

Boom!

At last, accompanied by an earth-shaking roar that rang through the heavens, the ninth-grade peak grand formation that had endured for tens of thousands of years shattered completely!

In an instant, an ancient, boundless aura that had been sealed away for endless ages surged out from the direction of Ghost Island, carrying the majesty of an ancient Sea Emperor and the weight accumulated through the ages as it crashed into them.

Everyone looked over and saw the entire island shrouded in a thin milky-white mist, its full appearance impossible to discern. They could only vaguely make out towering ancient trees, jagged strange rocks scattered throughout, and the occasional upturned eave of an ancient palace protruding from the fog, covered in thick dark ice and exuding an ancient, desolate air.

Deeper within, treasures of every color flickered and drifted through the mist—red like fire, blue like stars, gold like the sun—flashing in and out as though countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and ancient opportunities lay hidden there. A single glance was enough to set one's heart swaying.

"It worked! Ghost Island's formation has broken! Look! There seem to be treasures inside!"

"What are you all waiting for? How can we possibly miss such an opportunity and fortune!"

"The Minggu Sea Emperor's inheritance! Here I come!"

In an instant, the entire sea region boiled over. Countless Martial Artists had