Jiuyue Island was beginning to get drizzled upon, yet only the area covered by the Jiuyue Formation remained dry.
But the waves were getting higher and higher, and their crashing sounds grew ever more ferocious.
The seawater, far murkier than before, bore no resemblance to its initial azure hue, occasionally whipped into gigantic tsunamis by the Demonic Beasts.
Cultivators flew to and fro across the island, each with a gloomy and anxious expression on their face.
The Intermediate Grade Spirit Stone Mine had ceased its excavation, for even with an abundance of Spirit Stones, they dared not to be too scattered; Jiuyue Island was vast, and should the Formation fail—
At that time, any cultivator not by the Transmission Formation would face almost certain death!
To the Lin Family, the lives of cultivators were far more precious than any Spirit Stones laid there.
