Several days later, in the depths of the Demon Sea, Long Scorpion Island.
Chen Fei lazily straddled the head of the Desolate Demon Lion, the name he had given to the desolate beast lion.
"Is that Long Scorpion Island?" Gazing at the long black line at the edge of his vision, which grew increasingly larger in view, eventually becoming a boundless, vast island, Chen Fei shook his head. This might be more aptly called a small island.
"Yes, that's Long Scorpion Island." Chen Ye looked at the familiar Long Scorpion Island, feeling a sense of fantasy. Once again, he had survived and emerged from the Demon Sea. He was fortunate to still be alive.
Nearby, Xin Cai felt as if her past experiences were a dream.
An Ancient King-level entity had safely escorted them out of the Demon Sea.
"Finally made it out alive." Dugu Qing also whispered, her noble status reduced to this humble scene was unimaginable, but fortunately, she survived the Demon Sea, and...
