The sword light faded, and Lin Yun stood in midair with Ling Yuling, gazing at the enormous island in the distance.
Only then did he realize that the island ahead was less enormous than fragmented. Or rather, it was not a single intact island at all, but an archipelago made up of dozens of smaller islands.
After a moment's thought, Lin Yun took Ling Yuling higher into the sky and looked closely.
Only from high above could he see that this island must once have been immense. But a great battle at some unknown time had forcibly torn it apart, scattering it into an archipelago of nearly a hundred islands, dotted across the sea like stars. From a distance, they seemed to join together, giving the impression of one enormous island.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, is this the place?" Lin Yun asked.
"Yes." Ling Yuling nodded. "It should be. Several thousand years ago, that Holy Lord of the Star Palace encountered the Thunder Roc here. Their great battle shattered this island."
Lin Yun narrowed his eyes at her words, surveying the various restrictions scattered over the islands. Some were damaged and gave off only faint spiritual light; others were relatively intact, radiating waves of killing intent. He said to Ling Yuling, "There are many restrictions here. Stay close to me, Fellow Daoist Ling."
Ling Yuling smiled radiantly and nodded. "Then I'll be relying entirely on you, Fellow Daoist Lin."
With a flash of sword light, Lin Yun flew toward the islands with Ling Yuling.
Since Ling Yuling did not know the exact location of the Thunder Roc Remains, and there were so many islands with extremely chaotic spiritual energy, Lin Yun's Qi-Observing Art could not immediately discern the Thunder Roc's aura either.
Thus, he could only take Ling Yuling from island