Before he knew it, Qing Chen had spent more than a year cultivating in seclusion.
Outside Ten-Thousand-Zhang Jade Rock Mountain, however, the situation in the Gouwu Sea had quietly undergone a drastic change over that year.
Somewhere ten million li beyond Cangming Island's waters, fierce winds swept the scent of blood across the shattered sea.
Boom-!
The spiritual light of third-tier Primordial Magnetism Ballistae exploded against an Island-Protecting Grand Array, sending ripples across it.
Zhaoshenzi stood at the bow of the flagship, the diamond-shaped golden marking between his brows reflecting the light of primordial magnetism, his expression indifferent.
Behind him, Hua Tieshou wore a suit of demonic armor magic treasure and held a Blood Spear magic treasure, killing intent soaring around him.
"Lord Yanluo, the eastern formation core is about to fall!" A Golden Core Blood Sun Devil Envoy who had hurried back from the front sent Zhaoshenzi a voice transmission. "The defenders have suffered heavy casualties, and their morale is low!"
Zhaoshenzi gave a sound of acknowledgment but said nothing.
He had no authority to order an all-out assault by this vanguard of over thirty thousand cultivators. He was merely a high-ranking fighter; the Demon Envoy had only come to inform him.
He looked up.
The Tianshui Sect on Tianshui Island ahead was one of the five largest subordinate sects under Penglai Spirit Island. Its Island Lord was True Lord Tianshui, a Dharma Nascent Soul cultivator, with thirty thousand cultivators under him and a rather intricate Island-Protecting Grand Array.
In the past, cracking such a tough bone would have taken decades and cost over ten thousand cultivators' lives before producing any substantial results.
Now, however, the other side had timidly abandoned most of its outlying islands, retaining only its sect grounds and a few guard islands.
That was