White Cang.
The waters lay deep and still. Around Azure Wood Mountain, islands of every size had been built up, covering dozens of miles. Cultivators could occasionally be seen riding the wind between them.
Golden God Thunder pierced the sky. A burly man descended upon it, his spear dragging a great white-feathered fish that exuded a savage, primeval aura. He landed with a crash that shook the island.
"Senior brother!"
Calls rose from beneath the island, leaving the man rather pleased.
Ever since Protector Liang had received urgent orders and been recalled to the sect, the Foundation Establishment cultivators handling affairs outside the island had been him and Protector Kongkong.
The latter was not someone who could easily travel about, so hunting monsters, suppressing roaming bandits, and pacifying the surrounding seas naturally fell to him. Over these years, he had also reached Foundation Establishment perfection.
He was not particularly versed in cultivation. Relying only on the wondrous power bestowed by his ancestral master, he drew down thunder each day to temper his physique, making his Dharma Body exceptionally resilient even among Foundation Establishment cultivators.
The sea churned. In the distance, a huge Mountain Spirit came running, moving islands and gathering earth. Numerous talismans had been planted upon its body, and quite a few cultivators surrounded it, directing its movements.
"Is this the Mountain Spirit Elder Xu sent over?"
Surprise crossed Qi Zhengyi's face. He drew closer and questioned a Qi Refining disciple beside him.
"Senior brother, I heard the elder encountered it near Gathering Grotto and sent it back with talismans to serve as a Mountain-Moving entity."
Qi Zhengyi wanted to ask more. He had spent half a year at sea pursuing monsters without returning, and had not expected White Cang to change so much.
The islands surrounding Spirit Mountain