On a sunny day, Wang Ye spread out his two pairs of sky wheel wings and flew over to an isolated island.
"Greetings, Legion Commander." Ateli lowered her head slightly and looked at Wang Ye with admiration in her eyes.
He had the sky wheel bloodline and was a legion commander at such a young age.
This was a four-winged Eternal who was not only of noble birth but also possessed extraordinary strength.
"Has there been any change since the holy spirit appeared?" Wang Ye asked.
"The factions were suspicious of each other and fought each other. The fight was very fierce at the beginning," Ateli said. "But now it's a little more stable. It's more of mutual fear, but there's still a lot of friction."
"How many saint jades have appeared?" Wang Ye asked.
"Roughly around twenty pieces. They're mostly scattered on the surface of the sea," Ateli said. "There aren't many of them."
"What about the treasures?" Wang Ye asked thoughtfully.
