"Fourteen hundred li south-southeast, on the bell-shaped island amid Crimson Tidewater."
Following the earlier message, the party from the Demon Continent found the Bell-Shaped Island in the southeastern sea without much difficulty. Roughly fourteen hundred li south-southeast lay a rocky island shaped like a bell, with seawater as red as dye swirling endlessly around it. According to the young man's message, this had to be the place appointed for the exchange.
Yet after reaching the island and searching all around, Xiong Li and his party still saw no sign of the young man or the little Devil Master. The Bell-Shaped Island was broad at one end and narrow at the other, and hardly large. Never mind experts of the Devil Race like themselves, who could search it with a brief sweep of spirit power-even ordinary people could walk back and forth across it several times with little effort. But on this palm-sized island, Elder Xiongli and the others found not a single trace of anyone.
"Could that boy have tricked me?"
Concern bred confusion. At the first hint that something was wrong, even the steady, calculating Heavenly Demon elder began to grow suspicious. In his eyes now, the young man who dared abduct the sovereign of the Demon Realm was capable of absolutely anything. While he was still wondering, a demon general beside him suddenly cried out:
"Look, Elder! There seems to be someone out among the waves to the southeast!"
"Really?!"
At his subordinate's words, the Many-Eyed Heavenly Demon immediately cast his gaze southeast-and sure enough, he spotted what looked like figures moving amid the distant mist and waves.
"Ha! Trying such petty tricks on me!"
Having finally found them, Xiong Li felt greatly relieved despite his scornful words. He called to his demon generals at once, and, carefully