Ahead lay a Desolate Island spanning several thousand kilometers, lush with vegetation. A massive Seven-Colored Thunder Cloud floated high in the sky, flashing with lightning and roaring with thunder as thick bolts of Seven-Colored Lightning crashed down.
"Looks like Fellow Daoist Yang is undergoing his seventh Minor Heavenly Tribulation."
Shen Long guessed.
After a while, the Seven-Colored Thunder Cloud had shrunk to only several dozen zhang. After rolling and surging for a moment, it transformed into an enormous Seven-Colored Phoenix, its body covered in seven-colored arcs of electricity.
With a gentle flap of its wings, the Seven-Colored Phoenix swooped down from the sky.
A piercing whistle rang out as a Golden Giant Fist flashed into existence and slammed into the Seven-Colored Phoenix.
The Seven-Colored Phoenix let out a shrill cry, and its body exploded into a massive mass of seven-colored lightning. A powerful shockwave spread outward, tearing countless thick, long cracks through the void.
Before the lightning had dissipated, Yang Lin flew out from within it.
"It's been a long time, Daoist Qian, Fairy Chu."
Yang Lin said with cupped hands.
"I didn't expect us to meet here."
Shen Long said with a smile.
"I'm planning to head to the Heavenly Pill Sea. I heard that the Heavenly Pill Palace is holding the Heavenly Pill Convention. Are you two headed there as well?"
Yang Lin asked politely.
"Indeed. If Fellow Daoist Yang does not mind, let us travel together!"
Shen Long said warmly.
Yang Lin had grasped Soul Law, and his strength was not weak.
"Sure! I'd also like to exchange insights with you two."
Yang Lin agreed.
Shen Long flicked his sleeve, and a Golden Giant Ship flew out. They arrived on the deck, where Shen Long, Chu Buyu, and Yang Lin sat around a green tea table, drinking