More than four hundred li south of Fire Flood Dragon Island stood a fishing village belonging to the Star Sea Fishing Alliance. The two sides had chosen it as the site of their negotiations.
Clad in Spirit Armor, Yang Ling stood in midair, gazing at the fishing village from afar.
"True enough, the Star Sea Fishing Alliance is no force to be underestimated. Even Li Ting, the Third-Rank Grandmaster who came before, was just a minor figure they sent out to deal with the public."
"Just like Xie Jinjia, the Zhao State Ministry of War's Right Vice Minister, and Chen Quan, the Rong Tribe Ministry of War's Left Vice Minister. Small fry."
"Holding negotiations on the Star Sea Fishing Alliance's territory does offer some measure of security."
He recalled following Zhao De across the ocean from the Great Dream Dynasty back to Fire Flood Dragon Island.
During that journey, he had truly witnessed the vastness of this sea.
They had also passed several enormous islands belonging to the Star Sea Fishing Alliance, each no smaller than a province in the Zhao State.
"Oh? Director Hua Jinsong is here too. Perfect."
Yang Ling flashed over and appeared before Hua Jinsong.
"Who's there!"
Hua Jinsong reacted extremely quickly, swinging his saber at him.
His saber momentum surged like lightning, strike after strike. In a single second, he slashed Yang Ling no fewer than a hundred and eight times!
Sparks kept flying from the Spirit Armor, yet not a single mark remained.
A hint of amusement flashed through Yang Ling's eyes.
This was the marvel of a Spirit Armor Master.
He had discovered that the stronger he became, the more the defense of the Spirit Armor covering him improved after he fused with Little White.
After all, this was a state of Human-Pet