On a small island.
The sand was white and the lagoon was clear, with birds circling above.
A solitary figure stood alone, gazing indifferently at the distance.
Within his sight, a huge white bird came across the sea from afar, stretching its wings wide and nearly obscuring the sky.
Its feathered wings moved as it crossed several dozen miles to reach the edge of the island.
Landing with a crawl, it transformed into a slender, graceful figure, half-kneeling on the ground.
"Tian Xuan, greeting the master!"
Luo Chen's gaze was distant, still looking toward the horizon, softly asking, "Where are they?"
Tian Xuan bowed her head, her tone filled with excitement: "They're all here, according to your instructions, a thousand miles away from the East Yuan Continent, ready to launch an attack at any time. Now, just waiting for your command, master!"
Luo Chen uttered a sound of acknowledgment, his expression largely unchanged.
