Yangzhu Island was famous throughout the entire Yunxing Sea Territory. The reason was none other than the yangzhu that grew upon it. This bamboo, nurtured in a unique environment, was tougher than ordinary refined iron. Many people felled it to forge magical artifacts or weapons.
Because of this yangzhu, Yangzhu Island was far more prosperous than Qi Nan Island.
By the time Ye Xiwen reached Yangzhu Island, even with the guidance of a sea chart, he had flown for a full fifteen days. It was not merely because the distance was great; along the way, he had encountered several troublesome demon beasts. On several occasions, he could only flee the instant he spotted them from afar, taking a wide detour around them.
There was nothing he could do about that. Within the boundless sea, there were many places even the North Mountain Clan Leader would not dare set foot in, much less Ye Xiwen. Fortunately, Ye Xiwen's divine sense could extend much farther than an ordinary person's, allowing him to turn danger into safety every time.
Over these past few days, Ye Xiwen had finally gained a deep understanding of the difficulties he would truly face upon returning to the Ancient Barrens Continent.
Streaks of light swept through the sky, seeming to form an enormous, dazzlingly multicolored firework display in the void.
Though Yangzhu Island was called an island, its area was immense, practically like a small continent.
Unlike Qi Nan Island, it did not contain only one city. Still, the most famous and prosperous of them all was Yangzhu City.
"What a lively place. Qi Nan Island simply could not compare!" Ye Xiwen said.
Even within the True Martial Realm, there were not many cities that could stand alongside Yangzhu City. It was a sensation utterly different from what