"Am I seeing things? Did someone just fly past?"
"It looked like... yes, but how is that possible?"
Within the region shrouded in mist, there was more than one boatman like the one Di Yi had encountered before. Only these special boats could cross the void here.
Yet in this very region, quite a few people traveling by boat witnessed an inconceivable sight.
"Could Demon Island have set hours when flight is forbidden, and now it's open?" Something occurred to a cultivator visiting for the first time, and he stepped straight onto his Treasure Tool and rose into the air.
"Don't!" someone cried urgently, instinctively reaching out. But he was still a step too late. That man plummeted straight down, falling hundreds of li before slamming heavily into the ground.
"Whew, fortunately, he only fell out of Demon Island and wasn't killed by the unknown dangers in the mist. A blessing amid misfortune." A boatman hurriedly warned the people aboard his boat, telling them outright that the eight-hundred-li mist zone was terrifying. Even if someone could cross it, that was not something they could accomplish.
"Everyone, don't act recklessly. Just because that person can fly here doesn't mean you can." Someone who had been to Demon Island before also spoke up in warning, explaining that this was the Demon Venerable's Forbidden Ground. There was no such thing as set hours when flight was forbidden; it had been this way since ancient times. They should entertain no other ideas.
"But that person..."
"Never mind him. Perhaps he's a giant of some sect, perhaps a senior, or even the master of an entire sect. An existence like that is beyond our understanding."
Only upon hearing this did the first-time visitors come to their senses, abandoning the notion one after another.
Di Yi