Thunder Dragon Descent! Electromagnetic rotation, Nine Heavens Execution Platform: Dragon-Skinning Platform!

The three months passed as scheduled.

Fain arrived at New Wushan Town early that morning. He did not enter the town, but hovered outside it, his short blue-green hair blown upright by the wind, his whole figure like a nail driven into the sky.

Loa also emerged from the Blacksmith Shop. He wore a fitted black outfit, his long hair pinned up, Hidden Abyss hanging at his waist. Wangcai crouched in the doorway, looking up at him.

"Boss, are you going to fight?"

"To spar."

"I'm coming too."

Loa did not refuse. He rose into the air, where Fain waited outside town. They exchanged a smile without saying much, then streaked toward the North Sea as two trails of light.

Wangcai jumped onto Wuzhui's back.

"Hurry, hurry, Wuzhui! Go, go, go! We can't miss the boss's fight!"

Wuzhui said nothing, but answered with action. Beating its wings with all its strength, it became a black shadow and chased after the two trails of light.

Besides Loa and Fain, several other trails of light flew toward the North Sea from different directions. All were Saint experts-the fellow disciples Casrot and Lanke of the War God Sect, Tulilei and his eldest disciple Bulgood from the Far Eastern Grasslands, and Mackenzie, the overlord of the Northwest Province.

Five men, five directions, the same sea.

Deep in the North Sea, far from the coast.

The sky was gray-blue, the sea deep blue, their boundary blurred into a line. Strong winds whipped up waves that battered the air one after another.

Hovering in the air, Fain suddenly turned to one side. Tulilei was flying toward him from afar.

"Tulilei?" Fain sounded somewhat surprised. "It's been a few hundred years since we last met, hasn't it? You rarely leave the grasslands."

"It certainly has been