After that...
Well, to save time, Feng Qingyang stopped taking the boat.
He spread his External Soul Bone.
The Evil Demon Black Wings.
They were a massive pair of jet-black wings with a vast wingspan and jagged bones. A faint, eerie green light glimmered at the tip of every bone.
The instant he unfurled them, a fierce, sinister surge of Soul Power erupted from his body, tearing apart the air for several yards around him.
He wrapped an arm around Ling Luochеn's waist. The Evil Demon Black Wings beat once, and the two shot into the clouds like an arrow from a bow.
And so, over the next half month or so, a streak of black-green light was often seen crossing the skies above Harbor City and the vast ocean beyond.
From Harbor City to the depths of the sea, from Cape Haiwang to the waters where Sea God Island supposedly lay, Feng Qingyang carried Ling Luochеn back and forth dozens of times.
Each time, he set out full of confidence.
Each time, he came back with a face like thunder.
But no matter how many times he searched or how far he flew, he could not find the legendary Sea God Island.
He flew over the location marked on the chart at least twenty times, skimming every inch of the water at low altitude and probing every stretch of sea with his Soul Power.
But where the chart marked "Sea God Island," there was nothing. Only bottomless seawater and the occasional dorsal fin of a Sea Soul Beast breaking the surface.
And that search...
Cost Feng Qingyang more than half a month.
Half. A. Month. Later.
In a secluded, dark alley off Harbor City's night market.
A furious roar burst from the alley. It was so loud that