The Netherworld descended!
Boundless Yin Energy seemed to pour down in an instant, as though it would drag all of Primordial Yang Island into an eerie world.
In the distance, bright flames sprang up in all three settlements, as though the people there hoped to drive away this dark power.
But the darkness was so thick it seemed ready to swallow the light.
At that moment, Lü Yuanhua said calmly, "Don't worry. It's nothing serious. Ever since the Canglan Sea came into being, we've gone through this every night... We're used to it by now!"
As he spoke, countless prayer chants rose and converged. The Primordial Yang Divine Lamp blazed, and Lü Yuanhua's figure vanished into it.
The next moment, the light over each of the three settlements flared, and a layer of flame-like radiance sheltered them all.
This was the power of the Primordial Yang Divine Lamp—and Lü Yuanhua's power!
At the sight, Tang Changsheng suddenly remembered. Right, I forgot to tell Lü Yuanhua and Lu Yuanzhen about the Dragon Flower Secret Manual.
The Dragon Flower Secret Manual could fill the gaps in the Primordial Yang Church's Dao Arts...
But this was clearly no time to talk. Lu Yuanzhen had already ordered, "Changsheng, patrol the waters around the island. Kill anything you don't like the look of!"
"Yes!" Tang Changsheng accepted the task without hesitation. Nine Fire Dragons rose beside him and carried him outward.
Xin Chengying had just been about to warn him that it was too dangerous beyond the island and that his junior brother must not act recklessly.
But when he saw this, he stared in shock for a long moment. "Is that flight in the flesh? How is that possible?"
Even the widely traveled Lu Yuanzhen was startled. "There truly aren't many Treasured Artifacts that