The bright moon hangs high, surrounded by the stars.
The vast ocean reflects the glowing moon, rising and falling with the waves.
Swish!
Sound of the waves breaking, Luo Feng steps on the dry wooden trunk, controlling Yuan Qi to burst out from behind the trunk.
Under the impact, the dry wood seems like an arrow leaving the string, carrying Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu through the waves, creating a huge water vortex behind.
"Quickly follow them."
Behind, the remaining dozens of martial artists, seeing Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu suddenly accelerating, dared not slack off and hurriedly followed along.
After several changes earlier, they realized the two in front seem to have an instinctual awareness of danger, able to detect demon beasts ahead, allowing them to avoid many dangers by following.
Luo Feng ignored the people behind, released his soul power, not missing any movement around, carrying Ling Qingwu, braving the wind and waves, moving forward.
