Overseas, on Lonely Heart Island.
Even for the remote Overseas, this island was a desolate place. The Spiritual Qi was thin, it was rarely visited by man, and few Cultivators ever ventured near its shores.
Just then, a young man in white suddenly tore open the void, emerging with the grace of an immortal.
"My lord, you can see for yourself. This is the place."
Beside Lü Yang, the figure of Summon appeared. He smiled and said, "This is where I contacted all the different parties back then. It seems the Pseudo-History is accurate here."
"Indeed."
Lü Yang nodded. A golden light glinted in his eyes, piercing straight through the numerous Arrays on Lonely Heart Island to see a figure with the same face as Summon.
"Tell me, do you think he senses the danger?"
"Don't worry, my lord. He won't!"
