Screech~~
The piercing shriek came to an abrupt stop, and the countless chaotic currents vanished without a trace.
The "storm" had come without warning and gone without a sound.
Li Qingshan hovered beyond Primal Island's heavenly canopy, gazing at the Return Sea as it returned to calm, his brows knitting unconsciously.
Sunlight could soothe the storm and gave him hope of crossing the Return Sea. That was undoubtedly good news.
But...
"Things have come full circle again!"
Li Qingshan shook his head with a helpless sigh.
Hope was only hope.
To turn hope into reality, he had to find more "pollution" to devour. He had to find the fortuitous encounters hoarded by the evil god races!
Yet with storms raging across the sea, encountering the evil god races depended entirely on luck, much less finding fortuitous encounters containing "pollution."
Just as he was frowning in thought,
A figure suddenly flew out from the heavenly canopy below, stroking his goat beard, a feather fan in hand and a headscarf bound around his hair.
"First Seat, the winds and waves at sea are ever-changing. Please take care of yourself!"
Li Qingshan's gaze shifted. Staring at the unhurriedly approaching figure, he suddenly smiled.
"Elder Kong, you did not come out here specially just to remind me of that, did you?"
"As expected of the First Seat—your foresight is divine!"
After flattering him, Kong Mingze also smiled, a mysterious smile.
"First Seat, what Kong said in the hall earlier was not entirely flattery."
"The Return Sea is vast, and currents of chaotic laws appear from time to time. It is indeed difficult to find traces of the evil god races."
"But just as a ship sails upon the sea... as long as there is a lookout high enough, and watchmen capable enough, there will