As the defensive formation on the island activated, resonant peals of a huge bell echoed, the sound reaching into the depths of the listener's soul, imparting an involuntary summons, irresistibly drawing one to the source of the bell's toll!
"Let's go - - to the island!"
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh - - swoosh, swoosh, swoosh - - - !
The sharp sounds of cutting through the air rose up as multitudes of Chosen Ones, like locusts, took flight towards the island.
Huang Xiaolong saw that his own squad of wives was also displaying their movements, ethereal as immortals, flitting into the island like fleeting beams of light.
"Two Masters, let's go too." Now, Lu Tingfeng completely deferred to Huang Xiaolong (Uncle Feng's clone and Lei Gong's clone) as his leader.
"Go," Lei Gong's avatar nodded slightly.
On the island!
The island was boundlessly vast, and the places where the Chosen Ones descended were an open, endless square.
