The Endless Sea.
Above the churning waves, three figures came striding across the sea.
At their head was a burly middle-aged man with deep-blue eyes.
He stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his aura vast and powerful. He had reached the threshold of the Fourth-Tier Late Stage.
To his left stood a gaunt old man in gray robes, with triangular eyes and prominent cheekbones.
To his right stood a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure. She wore a long, water-blue dress, her hair piled high, a languid charm in her eyes and brows.
Once they drew near, the middle-aged man raised an eyebrow and looked Ji Yuan up and down.
A Human Race cultivator at the Nascent Soul Early Stage.
The faintest smile touched his lips.
"'I'?"
He savored the word, amusement in his voice. "A mere Human Race cultivator at the Nascent Soul Early Stage dares speak so grandly before me?"
The gray-robed elder beside him gave a scornful laugh. "The Human Race grows more ill-mannered by the day. A mere Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator meets us without so much as a bow, then has the gall to spout nonsense."
The beautiful woman said nothing. She merely watched Ji Yuan with a smile, as though he were some amusing curiosity.
Ji Yuan's expression did not change.
"Have the three of you come to meddle?"
"Meddle?" The middle-aged man shook his head and laughed. "Young friend, get this straight. This is Demon Race territory. You're a human bringing a Chi Dragon here to undergo Tribulation Transcendence, and you call us meddlers?"
He pointed toward Long Fei at the center of the Formation, his voice turning cold. "That Chi Dragon bears the True Dragon Bloodline. She is a prodigy of our Demon Race. Naturally, we should