Rescuing A Fellow Disciple

Back at the Island Of Blood Ants,

The roar of the Blood Ants echoed across the island as Xiao Ming, Xue Mao, and the Blood Ant General soared above the crimson horizon, riding on the Heavenly Flame Sword, a blazing mass of swirling energy and fury.

The blade, an Immortal-grade flying sword, cut through the air with unparalleled grace, carrying them at breakneck speeds.

Xiao Ming's heart, however, was not at ease. He had felt a ripple in the atmosphere, a disturbance had indeed spread throughout the secret realm causing unrest just as he and Xue Mao had predicted.

The Blood Ant Island was currently a place of turmoil, filled with the scent of danger and an unusual aura of blood which wasn't so the first time he came.

The impact of malevolent energy in such an environment would explain why the true vile nature of the island would reveal itself. This was why he had to scurry out of the island for good and check out the other regions.