"Star Tracing Backflow is about to begin!"
On White Cloud Island.
Within a certain valley, eight rather ugly freaks opened their eyes in unison. In an instant, a powerful aura swept through the entire valley.
The black-robed young man suddenly rose to his feet.
His gaze locked tightly onto the seawater vortex that had already risen ten thousand zhang into the sky.
The vortex was earth-shaking in its momentum, like a roaring colossal dragon twisting its body madly, stirring up fierce winds and towering waves.
His expression grew increasingly excited, his cheeks flushing slightly as his breathing quickened.
"Father, I will definitely uncover the mystery of your disappearance!"
he murmured.
"Young Island Lord, we will surely find the Old Island Lord within the Star Tracing Backflow," the woman said softly.
"Go."
With a sweep of the black-robed young man's hand, the group soared into the air and swiftly flew beyond the vortex.
The eight of them stood beneath the enormous seawater vortex, as tiny as eight ants.
That alone showed just how vast the great vortex was.
Deep, rumbling booms continuously echoed from the depths of the Backflow Sea. The great vortex was still slowly rising, while no images had yet appeared upon the frenzied surface of the seawater.
As the great vortex rose ever higher, the surrounding space-time also became somewhat turbulent.
Many Nascent Soul Realm cultivators gathered in different directions around the great vortex.
"Star Tracing Backflow is finally appearing."
Chen Changming stood on White Cloud Island, looking up at the immense vortex, his expression somewhat frozen.
To be honest, it was even more shocking than the Ten Thousand Demons Tomb had been.
It was simply too astonishing.
"The last time Star Tracing Backflow appeared, I had not even been born. Who would have thought that I would