And the islet was slowly disappearing before their eyes—a matter of less than half an hour and it would be completely submerged by the sea, foretelling a particularly harrowing night to come.
With a succession of thunderous booms, several towering waves crashed towards Ye Wudao and his group; even Ye Wudao had to give ground before nature's formidable might.
Ye Wudao grabbed the rope around his waist, stomped his toes on a rock, and with a loud bang, propelled Ling Feng and Guan Dongjun into the air alongside him using his Qinggong.
Suspended by the rope, Guan Dongjun and Ling Feng were utterly dumbfounded as they watched Ye Wudao carry them into flight.
But the height they reached was still inadequate to evade the colossal wave that was about to hit them; gritting his teeth, Ye Wudao tapped the toe of his left foot on the toe of his right and the three of them dropped down about a meter before a stronger burst of energy continued to pull them upward.
