The island.
It was larger than Coral Island, appearing before Charles and the others.
Everyone's expression was grave as they gazed at the distant land mass, fully aware that the most hazardous moment of their voyage lay just ahead.
This island was different from the others, ringed by towering walls that tightly encircled the interior, completely blocking out any view of the environment within.
The walls were a grayish white, the building material resembled cement a bit, and there were no markings on them, making it tough to determine if they were man-made structures.
"Captain! Look over there, a ship!"
"No need to remind me, I've seen it too."
The bright searchlight cast its beam ahead, revealing a steamboat slightly larger than the Uniped Whale, with a white triangular symbol beside it that confirmed the identity of its owner; this was undoubtedly the ship from the Light God Sect that had never returned.