"Rise!"
Above the boundless expanse of the sea, a Golden Core cultivator dressed in red, moved his fingers swiftly, casting a continuous stream of spirit light.
At his command, the island in front of him, no more than twenty or thirty miles in size, rose slightly above the water.
Then, under his urging, the island moved slowly across the sea's surface like a giant Black Turtle.
Mana poured out like a torrential flood, and even with the support of Spirit Pills, he could only sustain it for three days.
But before he could finish the spell, another Golden Core cultivator who had been waiting, took over the control of the island and continued guiding it towards Wanxian Island.
Dozens of days later.
With a thunderous collision, the earth trembled slightly, as if heralding the Earth Dragon Turning Over, but the mortals on the island showed no signs of panic or distress.
