The aura around Ye Ziyu grew increasingly ethereal and transcendent, and a faint strand of Sword Qi consistently lingered around her entire body. A pale Sword Intent also formed a vortex around her, driven by the astonishing spiritual energy within the spiritual spring, swirling the water within the spring higher and higher until it looked like a dragon drawing water. This vortex water pillar coiled higher and higher within the Taiji pattern. At this moment, Ye Ziyu, who was sitting cross-legged inside the vortex, suddenly opened her eyes, a trace of slyness flashing through her bright pupils. She reached out and slashed the void, causing the liquid at her original sitting position to surge and form a liquid human figure resembling her shape, which sat cross-legged there.
When Ye Ziyu moved and appeared outside the water pillar, she was already fully dressed. She entered the dense forest near the edge of the spring. The wood-type spiritual energy on the island was extremely rich, an environment that made Ye Ziyu extremely comfortable. The only thing that caused a trace of unease in her heart was that, after so much time, she still had not been able to gather any news of Lu Xiaotian.
Restrictions were densely laid out here, yet Ye Ziyu, as the master of this place, could come and go freely. Before long, she arrived near Baili Fei's cultivation dwelling. Entering this place, Ye Ziyu grew extremely cautious.
Not far away stood a simple pavilion built from spiritual wood, which was also the core of the island's entire array of restrictions. Through this place, most of the restrictions on the island could be controlled, serving as a warning system to the greatest extent possible.
"Baili, how are the conditions outside recently?" Fu Yu asked in a low voice beside