Feng Feiyan's eyes snapped open. The still sea before him rippled ever so slightly as his gaze pierced the horizon.
There — a glint of white clothing cutting through the sky.
A lone figure was flying toward him atop a sword, leaving a faint trail of light in his wake. Feng Feiyan's expression shifted. His pupils narrowed.
He immediately released his Immortal Divine Sense, scanning the entire stretch of sea and sky. His awareness swept across countless kilometers, piercing the depths of the ocean and the clouds above, yet he found no other presence — only the one rapidly approaching.
That figure… he would never forget it.
It was Tyler White.
Tyler had arrived alone to confront the Immortal.
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Some time earlier — aboard the White Pearl.
"There's an Immortal waiting for you. What are you going to do? Are we… escaping?" Lily asked, her tone unusually serious. Her expression held no trace of her usual playful demeanor.
