The sun rose higher, and above the vast ocean, an isolated island stood silently amidst the waves.
Standing on a giant rock at the island's shore were Long Yuan Monarch, Long Quan Monarch, Long Yue Monarch, and two or three Martial Saint Ninth Layer disciples.
Long Quan Monarch twirled his long beard, gazing at the sea. Under the blazing sun, a few seagulls could be seen flying between the waves.
"Senior Brother, it's already past noon. Why hasn't Long Yang arrived?" Long Quan Monarch's face showed confusion as he looked at Long Yuan Monarch, who had a cinnabar mole on his brow.
Long Yue Monarch was also puzzled, "Even if he couldn't make it to this Crow Island to meet us, Long Yang should have used a Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission to inform us. Why keep us waiting for so long?"
Long Yuan Monarch gazed calmly at the distant horizon where the sea met the sky, saying, "Long Yang is always punctual. If he didn't arrive at noon to join us, something must have happened."
