While Chen Daolin was leisurely gathering the treasures Bumino had left behind on the sea surface, Biqi's urgent voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Master, a flying object has entered the alert range!"
The moment Biqi's warning sounded, a streak of light appeared ghostlike in the sky several thousand meters above Chen Daolin. It revealed a silver, shuttle-shaped Secret Pattern Flying Boat. Its hatch opened, and ten figures swiftly flew out. Ten pairs of eyes carrying powerful wills simultaneously turned toward Chen Daolin.
They were ten demigods, each with a different appearance but dressed in uniform attire. On the left side of their chests was a blood-red armor emblem bearing seven stars. Judging from their auras, they were all elites among demigods.
A young woman with short blue hair and delicate features—half her face black as ink and the other half flawless white jade—sensed the lingering traces of battle around them and frowned. "He isn't that traitor Bumino, but Bumino did come here, and a battle has only just taken place... The coordinates of the branded token are here too... Could this person have killed Bumino and taken the treasure?"
"A legendary ninth-rank? Is that possible?" one demigod questioned skeptically.
"Whether it was him or not, he's the only one here. The treasure is very likely on him."
The group of demigods discussed the matter indifferently. Perhaps because they looked down on Chen Daolin, they did not even use world-force transmission and simply spoke aloud.
Chen Daolin, standing on the sea below, also grew solemn.
He looked up at the group of World Masters who had suddenly appeared overhead, sensing the powerful auras they radiated without restraint. His eyes flickered.
Biqi's scans had revealed that these World Masters who had appeared out of nowhere were all seventh-rank or above...