She raised her hand and withdrew the formation and the two-layer barrier around her. With a slight stirring of her mind, she instantly caught the abnormalities in her surroundings.
The air all around was restless. The spiritual energy over the sea churned into disorder, while the scattered auras of cultivators had grown dense and numerous. An air of tension faintly permeated the entire shore.
In just two short days, the news of the secret treasure's emergence had finally spread far and wide.
Cultivators from every side had already arrived in full force.
Sensing the churning, agitated spiritual energy around her, Jiang Lu lightly leaped onto the Spirit Boat and sped toward the center of the Wuyou Sea.
Large numbers of cultivators had already set out into the sea. There were plenty of companions along the way, so she did not need to worry about losing the route.
But human hearts were unfathomable, and danger lurked everywhere. She did not dare approach rashly. Instead, she planned to follow far behind and to the side of the main group, waiting for an opportunity to act.
Jiang Lu pressed her lips together, concealed her aura, and hid herself among the crowd. She did not deliberately display her edge, looking no different from an ordinary cultivator searching for treasure.
The Spirit Boat cut through the waves and sped onward for nearly half a day.
The reef beaches and scattered islands visible along the coast had all disappeared. As far as the eye could see, there was only an endless expanse of deep-blue sea, with water and sky merging together and vast emptiness all around.
A low, heavy hum slowly rose from beneath the deep sea, reverberating between heaven and earth.
The cultivators traveling all stopped in unison. The Spirit Boats hovered over the sea,