They were quietly paying attention to the situation with Iron Gall Divine Hou Zhu Wushi.
At the same time, they were speeding on their way, mounted on eagles.
The winds above the sea were fast and cold.
Fortunately, all of them were skilled in martial arts, and even Yu Cheng'an, the weakest among them, could sit cross-legged and cultivate to resist the cold.
Thus, they traveled swiftly without any delay.
Continuing their journey through the night, they spotted a glimmering reflection in the distance at dawn. It was clearly a vast glacier.
Inside the glacier was an island.
As the sun slowly rose, it seemed to ascend from behind the island, setting the clouds ablaze like fire.
The shadows on the mountain slopes were giving way as the sleeping vegetation began to stir. The branches of some trees shone like melting gold in the sunlight, reflecting and seeming to set the waters ablaze.
