"Let's go!"
After saying that, Jiang Che urged the Heaven-slaying Spear beneath him. With a flash of golden light, he quickly approached Dragon Island.
As the distance between them closed, Dragon Island's specific features became increasingly clear in the sight of Jiang Che and Fang Yuan.
There weren't any particularly high peaks on Dragon Island; it was quite flat.
The forest that previously appeared like a blue wreath contained ancient trees entirely blue, resembling maple trees.
The entire Dragon Island was extremely quiet, devoid of the calls of birds and beasts.
"That is..."
At this moment, Fang Yuan, standing beside Jiang Che, looked up at the sky above Dragon Island in some astonishment.
They saw wisps of pale golden airflow rising from every part of Dragon Island, from trees to rocks, gathering slowly in mid-air and transforming into a faintly discernible golden dragon silhouette.
