Originally, Ye Yun had imagined Hidden Dragon Island to be a rather desolate island.
Yet Hidden Dragon Island was exceptionally bustling in reality, packed with dense crowds of people who seemed to have all come to watch the True Dragon Society.
Not far from the shore stood rows upon rows of distinctive houses, provided for the martial artists who had come to watch the True Dragon Society.
Running through the middle of those rows of houses was a narrow, long street, where many martial artists had set up stalls.
Looking straight down that street, one could see a huge open space at the center of Hidden Dragon Island.
It seemed that was where the matches of this True Dragon Society would be held.
It took Ye Yun quite a while before he recovered from his shock.
"Judging by this scene, the True Dragon Society's influence truly cannot be underestimated!"
Watching the martial artists coming and going, speaking in the languages of various lands, Ye Yun could not help but sigh. The True Dragon Society's allure for martial artists was indeed immense.
After sweeping his gaze around, Ye Yun set off toward the distant street.
After spending nearly an hour touring the entirety of Hidden Dragon Island, he had gained a rough understanding of the island's situation.
Sitting on the bed in the inn, Ye Yun continuously recalled the information he had learned from those martial artists earlier.
There were still around ten days until the True Dragon Society began, and the participants from the various imperial dynasties were still on their way.
Thus, he could not meet Ling Chen and the others immediately.
If his estimate was not wrong, the people from the sect would need at least another five days to reach Hidden Dragon Island.
"I originally thought I