Wind Moon Island had completely vanished.
Yet a brand-new island slowly rose from the sea, brimming with life.
The countless people on the island who had been trapped in despair had been desperately crying for help one moment, only to be transported here by a mysterious force the next. Faced with the entirely new surroundings, they stood at a loss.
Feng Qianyue also suddenly awoke atop a rock.
She hurriedly checked her body.
Not only was her dantian still there, and her cultivation intact, but she did not have the slightest injury.
Even the clothes she had been wearing before the accident, which had clearly been reduced to rags by the devastating blow, were now completely restored.
It was as though time had flowed backward, transporting her flawless pre-accident self into the present.
Everything she had suffered in Ku Ya Cave seemed like nothing more than a dream—or as though it had never existed at all.
"Lingbei!"
Remembering something, she abruptly sprang to her feet and was about to rush toward the shore.
But after taking only two steps, she discovered Feng Lingbei lying on a nearby rock, softly snoring.
Feng Qianyue covered her red lips at the sight, tears of excitement streaming down her face.
She raised her head to look at the several black-robed figures in the sky who had yet to fully disappear, then immediately dropped to her knees in reverence.
A transmitted voice fell into her ears.
"Manage it well. Work hard. You who have been chosen must not disappoint him."
Feng Qianyue naturally understood what the first half meant.
Clearly, she was the new island owner of this island.
But the latter half left her utterly lost in the clouds and mist.
She wanted to ask, only to find that the black-robed figures in the