Aksai crossed the final stretch of sea like a streak of emerald lightning.
The familiar outline of Emerald Cove Island rapidly grew larger before him.
Without slowing down in the slightest, he flew directly toward the shimmering barrier surrounding the island.
Ripples spread across the invisible formation.
The moment his aura was identified, the grand formation responded.
Layers upon layers of restrictions silently shifted aside.
A narrow passage opened just wide enough for its master.
Whoosh!
Aksai entered the Third-Order island formation without the slightest resistance.
The opening immediately began closing behind him.
Just then—
"Lord Aksai! Wait!"
A desperate cry echoed across the sea.
Aksai glanced back.
The pitiful-looking Sun Ocean Lord had finally noticed who had entered the island.
His robes were torn beyond recognition. Several deep sword wounds stretched from shoulder to waist, while countless smaller cuts covered his limbs. His breathing had become ragged.
