A quarter of an hour later.
Han Yi silently looked out over the sea surrounding the island, no longer doubting but now certain that something significant had happened or was about to happen on this island.
"The third one."
On the surface of the ocean, a young man stood on a black metal plate, controlling it to cross the sea. When he was about twenty meters away from the island, he gently leapt and landed on the beach. The metal relied upon for his leap was inserted next to his body.
Han Yi looked closely and noticed that it wasn't just a metal plate; it was actually an extraordinarily thick black blade. The blade's width alone was half a meter in length, and it was more than three meters long, looking just like a piece of metal.
