Although the Sea of No Hope was vast, it was not inhabited solely by sea demon beasts and sea cultivators. There were also plenty of mortals living on the great islands in the sea. Myriad Gaze Island, for instance, had once been home to hundreds of millions of mortals.
And islands like Myriad Gaze Island were far from rare in the Sea of No Hope.
Naturally, no one found it surprising to see a human cultivator undergoing tribulation before them.
The distance of over a thousand miles was nothing beneath Qin Fengming's escape technique. In only a short while, Qin Fengming appeared near a fairly small island.
Looking at the island dozens of miles away, Qin Fengming, concealed in the air, swept it with his gaze. A trace of peculiar surprise flashed across his face, and he murmured:
"So the person undergoing tribulation now is actually him."
The place before him was a small island only a few dozen miles across. Its vegetation was sparse, making it look extremely desolate. There were tens or even hundreds of thousands of such small islands in the Sea of No Hope.
At that moment, in a modest valley on the island, a cultivator sat cross-legged, forming hand seals as he desperately drew upon the enormous Tribulation Cloud that had already spread across dozens of miles above his head. Although the true Heavenly Tribulation had yet to descend, this cultivator had already stirred the Heaven and Earth energy. The descent of the Heavenly Tribulation was now only a matter of time.
The human cultivator undergoing tribulation appeared to be only in his thirties. He was extremely handsome, and a heroic air faintly showed between his brows.
At present, he was controlling two magic treasures above his head, concentrating all his attention on the dense