Chongming Island.
When Jiang Yuansheng's squad ran into danger, a figure flew out from a towering black building on the island.
He wore a dark robe, his face was youthful, and two strands of white hair drifted down. His presence was utterly intimidating.
He was the Great Sage stationed here by Fang Xian Dao, honored as—Great Sage Li Xuan!
"[Son of Dagon]? A [Son of Dagon] actually crossed the defensive line and reached the near sea..."
Great Sage Li Xuan's figure streaked over the ocean. A shrill sonic boom erupted, raising a white line across the sea, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished into the horizon.
"Heh heh... Li Xuan's going to blow his top. If I remember correctly... that stretch of sea was under your watch, Old Huanglong, wasn't it?"
Amid the many buildings on the island, a fine, densely woven voice suddenly rang out and slipped into another secret chamber.
"This matter... was due to this old man's negligence!"
Inside the secret chamber, a Great Sage in a yellow robe said softly, "When Li Xuan returns, this old man will naturally give him an explanation."
"Good!"
That hazy voice faded away.
Great Sage Huanglong stared at the secret chamber and suddenly struck out a hand seal.
A dense layer of green seaweed sprouted from the void, crawling over the walls on all four sides.
Only then did Great Sage Huanglong unhurriedly lift his robe, revealing his arm.
Irregular scales had emerged all over it, layer upon layer, hideous beyond words.
"Signs of Dao transformation... have grown stronger again."
Great Sage Huanglong's expression was grave. "Ninth-Realm cultivators think that once they become Great Sages, they can completely refine the power of Dao transformation. They don't know that we merely forcibly suppress Dao transformation. If we can