Above the boundless sea, beneath the rays of the crimson sun that had just leapt above the horizon, four streaks of light flashed past at blinding speed, as though competing with the sunbeams themselves.
They were so fast that anyone watching from afar would have seen only four flashes of sunlight and never imagined that four martial artists had flown through the sky.
"Fourth Brother, at our current speed, if we fly for another half day, we should reach Yin Yang Island around noon," said Great Sage of Sea Quelling from within the streaks of light.
Though the four of them flew at tremendous speed, they traveled side by side and could chat as they flew, looking thoroughly at ease.
"Sorry to trouble you, Eldest Brother. Should we rest for a few hours before continuing? After all, we've already flown for two days and two nights straight. And according to you, Eldest Brother, what awaits us on Yin Yang Island is bound to be troublesome," Ye Zhen said.
"Fourth Brother, once a martial artist reaches the Dao Entry Realm, it is an entirely new realm. So long as one is not expending spiritual power at high intensity, the three of us could maintain this speed for a month without it affecting our combat strength in the slightest," said Great Sage of the Sea with a smile, the cold poison in his body now completely purged.
"Under normal circumstances, the ones who ought to rest now would be you two. But you came riding mounts, so there's no need!
"Still, I have to say, this Cloud Winged Tiger King of yours is truly an unusual breed. It can fly beneath our pressure without being affected in the least.
"Over the years, I've looked for quite a few mounts to serve as