Paradise Island.
The turquoise waters rippled as towering waves swept in, transforming into massive water walls.
The blue water walls roared, crashing into astonishing water columns.
The island, floating above the sea like an ancient auspicious beast, remained motionless, yet exuded an undeniable aura of majesty.
Even powerful warriors at the Saint King Realm dared not to force their way in.
At this moment.
The experts from the Supreme Sect, the God Slayer Sect, and the Feather Transformation Sect were seated on huge warships, their faces filled with gravity and anticipation.
Situ Jun said, "According to tradition, Paradise Island is about to close."
Chen Zhijian of the God Slayer Sect nodded, his sharp eyes narrowing to slits: "I just wonder what fate awaits that little bastard Xiao Yi!"
"Don't worry!"
