Lin Xin stood at the bow, gazing out over the sea.
"It looks like there's some rough weather ahead," Gong Shang Nuo said softly. "I'm afraid we won't reach the island on time."
"It doesn't matter." Lin Xin spoke flatly. "Tell me about our mission."
Gong Shang Nuo nodded and took out the communication talisman he had just received.
"We just received word that there are already five Demon Master Demon Spirits on San Wu Island. They command thirty-three demon generals and are building offensive fortifications on the island. We can first head to nearby Qing Yun Island to regroup. Two teams have already changed course and gone ashore there to discuss a strategy."
"Qing Yun Island?" Lin Xin frowned. The strength he displayed was that of a Demon Master, at the pinnacle of the Golden Core, the Dao Inquiry level. He was on the same level as Duan Qinglong, Kong Ruyi, and the others.
But even among Demon Masters, there were strong and weak.
And he was the undisputed strongest at the Demon Master level.
"There's no need. Go straight to San Wu Island. The sooner we finish, the sooner we return."
Gong Shang Nuo immediately smiled bitterly. "It isn't like that, Young Master Sun Snatcher. You may not know this, but the waters around San Wu Island are filled with reefs. Once Demon Spirits occupy the area, it becomes easy to defend and hard to attack. Ships will be sunk before they can even get close.
So we need to carefully survey the situation and find a way onto the island before launching a counterattack."
Lin Xin was clearly becoming impatient.
"I'll go ashore first. You can follow at your leisure. Why so much nonsense?"
"But Young Master, no matter how strong you are alone, you can't maximize