The major powers departed Black Island, and news of Lu Caiwei becoming the Holy Maiden spread. The balance of power in the Eastern Sea was about to change.
The shockwaves began to spread, and undercurrents stirred across the islands.
Such a major event was beyond the knowledge of ordinary people.
The outlying islands remained as peaceful as ever.
On one such island, a streak of light came to a stop by the shore.
As the glow faded,
Yi Feng appeared atop a giant snail, his eyes curiously surveying the surroundings.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell upon the shore, bathing the beach in dazzling gold. The scenery was intoxicating, yet not a single person was in sight. It felt somewhat deserted.
Across the vast beach stood only a stone stele engraved with the words "Sunshine Island."
Yi Feng furrowed his brow slightly and looked down at Manman.
"How does this name sound anything like a den of villains? Forget villains—I haven't even seen a single person all this time. Are you sure you didn't take a wrong turn?"
Manman tilted the antennae on its head and kept blowing bubbles.
Seeing its deadpan appearance, Yi Feng could not be bothered to ask any more questions.
He put Manman into his ring, then rose into the air alone. Standing amid the clouds and looking down, he finally took in the scenery of the entire island.
The island spanned roughly a thousand li in every direction, and its scenery was magnificent beyond compare.
Forests, mountains, lakes, birds, and beasts—it had everything in abundance.
Most eye-catching of all was the thriving city at the island's center. Though it lay hundreds of li away, he could still see it gleaming like a pearl in the heart of the island.
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