A year later, on the surface of the Demon Origin Sea, a massive white vessel was cutting through the waves at high speed, pulled by several sea beasts shaped like flood dragons.
Six figures—five men and one woman—stood on the deck of the giant vessel. All of them had activated their Spiritual Eye Divine Ability and were continuously surveying the surrounding sea.
"Senior Brother Luo, the Demon Origin Sea truly deserves to be called the birthplace of the demon race. Its demonic qi is likely the densest in this realm!"
Gazing at the black mist churning constantly a hundred zhang above them and the silver lightning flashing within it, the man in green shirt among the six could not help but sigh.
"Junior Brother Han is right. If this place were not filled with vast amounts of violent, chaotic qi in addition to its dense demonic qi, it would certainly be the greatest cultivation Holy Land in the Demon Realm, rather than the desolate place it is now!"
The black clad youth immediately nodded in reply.
Clearly, these six were Luo Hong's group!
After setting out once more from Iron Sand Ridge, they had successfully arrived at the Demon Origin Sea.
All they had to do next was find Bitter Spirit Island, hidden somewhere in this sea. Then, they could enter the Spirit Washing Pool and accomplish the purpose of their journey!
"The Demon Origin Sea was already a Forbidden Land in ancient times, a place no one could set foot in, so the records concerning it are exceedingly scarce.
Had we known beforehand that the lightning here was so powerful that even we could not fly through it, we would surely have prepared suitable lightning-warding measures before setting out.
But now, we can only rely on Brother Long's spirit