Three hundred miles from Mingling Island.
A vast yin wind mixed with ghostly green flames descended onto the sea, transforming into a pitch-black cloud mass.
Eight or nine thin streaks trailing crimson flames shot out from all around the black cloud. Like blooming fireworks, they traced elegant arcs as they flew in every direction.
Inside the cloud mass, the Giant Spirit God, as tall as a five- or six-story building, stood silently before Xuan Yuan Hall.
Golden threads of light flowed across its armor, while the mist vortex in the middle of its face glowed a dazzling crimson.
Using the Vermilion Feather Sword to carefully listen through the area within twenty miles, Chen Mu, standing on the Giant Spirit God's shoulder, finally opened his eyes.
"Three hundred miles. Not too close, not too far. We should be safe for now."
The five thousand Dao Soldiers below sat quietly on the ground, anxious and uneasy, yet not daring to move.
The Giant Spirit God, towering five or six stories high, was truly rather imposing.
Streams of pale golden mist drifted everywhere within the cloud mass. One moment, they floated into the crowd; the next, they slipped into the black clouds of Yinhun.
That was the Strange Force of the Plague Immortal Method.
Without the Five Directions Banner's protection, Demon Qi laden with Demon Poison surged straight in. It was precisely because the Plague Immortal Method could remove the Demon Poison that Chen Mu had dared to retreat together with the five thousand Dao Soldiers of Renzi Camp.
After confirming that the surroundings were safe, Chen Mu focused his mind on the Vermilion Feather Sword left three hundred miles away near Mingling Island. It was circling the island.
Compared with the Flying Island he had encountered before, Mingling Island was not