Compared to Sky Wing Island, Yin Yang Island, or even Ancient Monster Island, Shuilian Island was considered small.
From high in the air, one could take in nearly its entire expanse at a glance.
Of course, by Ye Zhen's standards, Shuilian Island could only be called a relatively smaller island among those he had seen in the Outer Sea of Death—not a small island.
It was an irregular oval, roughly thirty thousand li at its longest point and five thousand li at its narrowest. Placed in the Black Dragon Domain or the True Spirit Domain, it would have counted as the territory of an entire nation.
The entire island was blanketed in lush green. Above several areas on the island, Spiritual Light covered the sky; those were likely Shuilian Island's carefully cultivated medicinal fields.
The moment Ye Zhen and the Sea Breaking Great Sage landed at Shuilian Island's harbor, the island air rushed toward them. A rich medicinal fragrance permeated the air, instantly refreshing their spirits.
The Sea Breaking Great Sage, however, frowned. "Everything about Shuilian Island is good, except this smell is too awful!"
"Awful?"
Ye Zhen could not help but laugh. Sure enough, his Third Brother, who usually did things with such character, truly differed from ordinary people.
As Ye Zhen and the Sea Breaking Great Sage descended, an old servant in green robes with a head full of silver hair had long since come forward to greet them. He cupped his hands toward the Sea Breaking Great Sage with a genial smile. "So it is the Sea Breaking Great Sage's turn this year. This old man pays his respects."
"Old thing, you still haven't died!"
The Sea Breaking Great Sage laughed and cursed, then casually tossed over a jade bottle. "Here, those Silver Sand Crystals you asked