Long Snake Island, atop a solitary peak!
Under the dim sky.
Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged before the azure pillar of light, monitoring this stretch of sea.
He had no idea that Zhao Han had already left without a sound.
Nor did he know that he would one day face the fury of numerous Nascent Soul True Lords.
But one thing was certain!
The longer it took Cheng Buzheng to realize what had happened, the greater the danger.
For the more time passed, the less could be salvaged!
At this moment!
Though Cheng Buzheng appeared to be observing the azure pillar of light, his mind had long since drifted elsewhere.
Five hundred thousand nautical miles away.
An utterly unremarkable young cultivator watched a streak of light rise into the sky in the distance and flee westward.
This ordinary-looking young cultivator was precisely Cheng Buzheng's avatar puppet.
And the figure within that streak of light was also a Golden Core cultivator from Cheng Buzheng's squad.
This was no ordinary Golden Core cultivator. He came from a top-tier sect and was even a "Nascent Soul seed" of that Immortal Sect.
His status went without saying!
Not only that!
It was said that his master was a Nascent Soul True Lord—an elder of a top-tier Immortal Sect.
If there was any movement from the Immortal Alliance, Zhao Han should never have forgotten to notify him!
It was precisely for this reason!
That Cheng Buzheng had carefully selected this man.
After all.
The Boundless Sea was so vast that it defied description.
Cheng Buzheng only knew the area of sea they were assigned to monitor.
Even though Cheng Buzheng knew the rough extent of the sea region where they were located.
This puppet had still spent more than half a year before finding the foothold