Four months later, high above a barren sea island, a streak of light shot toward it. After circling once, it stopped in the sky above the island, revealing a huge flying boat and several cultivators.
"I presume this place is Barren Stone Island. There is still more than a month before the one-year deadline, so the two Fellow Daoists of the Flood Dragon Clan should still be on the island." Qin Fengming swept his gaze across the island, which stretched for hundreds of miles below. Seeing huge rocks scattered everywhere, he spoke softly.
Back then, he had agreed with Jiao Yu that the two Great Cultivators of the Flood Dragon Clan would wait for him on Barren Stone Island until the one-year deadline. Judging by the time, that deadline had yet to arrive.
Under the cover of his divine sense, Qin Fengming was somewhat surprised to discover that no cultivators were present on this barren sea island. He had not even seen a single sea beast.
Qin Fengming did not use a Voice Transmission Talisman. Instead, his internal magical power surged, and he opened his mouth and called out directly:
"Two Fellow Daoists of the Flood Dragon Clan, this Qin has arrived at Barren Stone Island. Please show yourselves so we may meet." His voice, containing tremendous energy, burst from his mouth.
The rumbling sound waves rolled outward in all directions. The seawater around Barren Stone Island churned violently, and waves several yards high were lifted by the sound waves infused with tremendous energy, spreading toward the surroundings.
"Hahaha, Jiao knew that Fellow Daoist Qin was not someone destined to die young and would certainly turn danger into safety. As expected, things have unfolded just as Jiao predicted." As the seawater more than ten miles from Barren Stone Island began