Sikong Jing felt that this possibility was extremely high. Perhaps his drifting into the waters of Gods and Devils Island had not been an accident.
The image of black swimming fish had surfaced in his memories again. It seemed they had been the ones to bring him to Demon-Scale Island.
The memory was hazy, and Sikong Jing did not know whether it was merely an illusion.
No longer dwelling on it, Sikong Jing sat cross-legged directly aboard the Divine Shuttle Ship and entered cultivation.
Guesses were only guesses; whether they were true still needed to be investigated. What he would face next was the powerful Cangyu Sect, and his first priority was to keep Yinlu from being made into a sacrifice.
Raising his cultivation was what mattered most!
Before reaching Gods and Devils Island, he had to first break through to the Spirit Martial Stage.
Zhan Hu had naturally explained why one had to reach the Spirit Martial Stage. It was because there was another inheritance ground for demonfolk on Gods and Devils Island.
Only young demonfolk above the Spirit Martial Stage, with extraordinary talent, could obtain the inheritance.
And any inheritance obtained, naturally, had to be obediently handed over to the Cangyu Sect.
If the demonfolk in Elder Ruan's hands obtained a powerful inheritance and offered it up, he would naturally be able to rise in status.
Time trickled by...
Several more Divine Shuttle Ships joined Elder Ruan's fleet, all of them carrying demonfolk and so-called sacrifices from the various islands.
Nothing happened along the way. With Zhan Hu present and Elder Ruan's orders in place, Elder Ruan's thugs naturally dared not trouble Sikong Jing again. In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
Elder Ruan's fleet of Divine Shuttle Ships had arrived at the edge of