A Demon Island as Strong as Iron

Swoosh!

After Yang Ling used the Teleportation Formation Spell to go back to an isle on the sea surface, he took several long breaths of fresh air. As the sea breeze blew at him, his clothes started fluttering noisily.

"Your lordship, should we leave a group of Magical Beasts to guard the Teleportation Formation Spell on the island?" The Corpse Wizard King took a glance at the hidden Teleportation Formation Spell behind him and furrowed his brows. This Teleportation Formation Spell was the crowd's sole way to go back to the castle on the seabed, and even though this island was inhabited, there were just a thousand miles between it and the Demon Island, and someone by luck might discover it.