A Golden Carriage silently crashed onto the rocks at the edge of an island. The teleportation across sea regions left Zhang Yuan feeling as though heaven and earth were spinning, his head swimming. Only after recovering for quite some time did he barely regain his bearings.
Clutching his head, the first thing Zhang Yuan did upon recovering was curse in the direction of the South Sea Region:
"Damn that True Lord Ceased Light Punishes Thoughts! This must all be his scheme!"
Everything had happened far too conveniently. The teleportation formation seemed to have eyes, targeting him specifically. If Zhang Yuan couldn't tell someone had deliberately arranged this, all his years in the Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm would have been wasted.
And a wisp of True Lord Ceased Light Punishes Thoughts's divine sense had arrived at precisely that moment. Since he was a True Lord versed in formation arts, Zhang Yuan didn't even need to think to know this was his handiwork.
"Zhang Yuan, are you all right?"
His master, Xiao Yuanjun, who had come along with him, noticed his terrible complexion and asked with concern.
Zhang Yuan shook his head slightly and calmed down.
"The True Lord sent me back to the Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm. There's most likely another scheme behind it. We should first find a way back to the Azure Nether Immortal Sect and see if we can contact Qin Jieyu."
Although they had arrived on an unfamiliar island, Zhang Yuan only needed to give it a cursory look to know where they were, without even calculating its karma.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky above the island, casting everything in gray. At its center stood a volcano that seemed to be streaming blood. Besides dense Heaven-and-Earth Spiritual Energy, countless remnant souls wandered nearby, while faint traces of