Qin Fengming gazed at the vast island before him, his expression slightly grave. Even without Jiao Yu's reminder, he knew what to do.
Their streaks of light rose together, then descended toward what looked like a harbor.
Although Myriad Gaze Island was occupied by the sea's demon cultivators, Qin Fengming had already spotted numerous enormous fishing boats in the harbor from afar. The figures aboard them were plainly human mortals.
"Fellow Daoists, Myriad Gaze Island is actually an island shared by the sea races and humans. Generally, members of the sea races only truly cross the threshold of cultivation and become able to converse freely with others once they develop spiritual intelligence. Thus, in terms of numbers, we are far fewer than the humans.
"However, the Sea of No Hope stretches boundlessly, and its sea races are many and varied. In terms of strength, humans are nowhere near our equal. Countless tens of thousands of years ago, this island was occupied by humans alone, but with no continent nearby, they gradually mingled with our sea races.
"At present, a human Old Ancestor at the mid Integration stage presides over Myriad Gaze Island. He governs it jointly with two Integration stage cultivators of our sea races. As for the island's mortals, they number in the hundreds of millions."
Seemingly noticing the puzzlement of Qin Fengming and the others, Jiao Chang, who stood beside them, chuckled and explained.
Hearing that Myriad Gaze Island actually had three Integration stage cultivators, including a human powerhouse at the mid Integration stage, even Qin Fengming could not help his expression turning grave.
On the Qingyuan Continent, a force of such strength would unquestionably rank among the very foremost superpowers.
Sweeping his gaze across the thousand li around him, Qin Fengming did indeed discover numerous unmistakably human