"Little Jiu! You're finally back! Those monarch-level cultivators, thinking you'd never return, actually dared to attack Mo Ze, who was nurturing his divine soul in the deep sea!" Guan Xilin strode over to her side, his voice brimming with fury.
Hearing this, Feng Jiu's gaze fell upon the sea surface ten meters ahead. There, a vortex swirled, currents surging. She extended her hand forward, and a surge of spirit energy shot out, instantly drawing the object beneath to the surface.
Whoosh! Splash!
The object shot out with a whoosh, spraying countless droplets as it broke the surface, accompanied by a roaring cascade of water. Emerging alongside it was Leng Hua, her grip tight around the umbrella's handle.
"Master!"
"Master!"
Du Fan and Leng Shuang burst from the sea, their hearts surging with joy at the sight of Feng Jiu before them, their eyes brimming with emotion.
