Wu Linxuan still didn't care about what the faith-coalescing system said, but he kept a bit of caution and focused on the scenes the system played—
The brand in the Immortal's hand quickly recovered, but someone blinded him, along with others.
Listening to the noise of human voices around him and the sound of waves beyond the ship's wall, the Immortal felt a bit of fear.
He feared the darkness but was more worried about Perona's safety.
Three days later.
The ship reached a small island, barren with a ring of stone walls over twenty meters high at its edge, resembling a prison.
The black cloth over the Immortal's eyes was ripped off by a dark-skinned girl wearing a straw hat, who took the Immortal's hand and led him with the others inside the walls.
When everyone entered, the heavy gate was shut, and the Immortal sensed something wrong. He asked the girl holding his hand, "What is this place? Where is Perona?"
