Lu Xiaotian flew over the sea for a while, but his expression suddenly turned ugly again. It was truly a case of dreading what came to pass. He had originally thought that, under such a violent Demon Sea Storm, Ancestor Chi Jie and Hermit Heyin must have been swept somewhere unknown. He had never expected to encounter Hermit Heyin after flying for less than two hours.
His luck was truly rotten. A trace of cyan qi flickered across Lu Xiaotian's face.
Hermit Heyin looked to be in terrible condition. Several places on his body were stained with blood, and he was currently sitting on a massive spirit tree floating on the sea, meditating to recover. When he saw Lu Xiaotian, Hermit Heyin's eyes suddenly flew open. They were filled with disbelief. He had personally experienced the might of the Demon Sea Storm. Even with his Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation, he had nearly exhausted all the pills on his person before finally surviving the storm by the skin of his teeth.
Although Lu Xiaotian, this grandmaster alchemist, probably possessed one of the highest alchemy skills in the Blue Demon Sea, his cultivation had genuinely remained at the Golden Core Late Stage. With such low cultivation, how could he have survived the Demon Sea Storm? Moreover, his mental state looked considerably better than Hermit Heyin's own.
It seemed that this alchemist was also favored by the heavens. Though he had been swept into the Demon Sea Storm, he had been affected far less severely than Hermit Heyin. That was why he was still full of vigor, unlike Hermit Heyin, who had suffered serious injuries.
Hermit Heyin had already been wounded somewhat during his spell battle with the shrimp Demon Cultivator. Later, without taking time to recover, he had rushed straight over