The Changing of the Times

Although there were still three days to go, quite a few ships had already gathered around the island on the vast sea.

Many God and Demon Walkers had arrived ahead of schedule.

They were waiting for the day the entrance opened.

Some God and Demon Walkers could not restrain their impatience and planned to scout the way in advance.

They headed straight for the island.

Then, after as long as an hour or as little as five minutes, they would come flying back out and plunge into the sea.

There was actually nothing much on the island. Crimson Essence Daoist had merely set up an array, and Bajie had provided a little help along the way.

It was mainly meant to drive people away, and its power was not strong at all. It would not kill anyone.

Of course, any God and Demon Walkers who were thrown off the island yet remained unwilling to give up and wanted to do something else...

Would see, in the dark, unfathomable sea, a sea-surface baby... no, a pair of enormous eyes.

In any case, Ao Yulie was quite free. Killing time here was far more pleasant than sparring with his master and second senior brother.

Time came to the day the gathering began.

In the distance, the Dragon King Ship sped across the sea. It moved so fast that it scarcely seemed like a ship at all, constantly cleaving apart the waters.

The gale generated by its high-speed travel was so fierce that ordinary people could not even stand on the deck.

God and Demon Walkers were certainly not ordinary people.

Thus, at this very moment, a group of people stood on the deck at the bow.

Kongming, Zhao Hongmiao, and the others stood at the front. In the gale, their clothes flapped