In less than two tea breaks, all the mythical beasts had left the coastal land and disappeared into the East Ocean.
As they watched the rising sun, everyone's nerves finally relaxed, and they dropped their weapons and treasures, sitting down to rest in peace.
However—
They still remembered what the immortal had called Nanli earlier.
Yuan Zhenhai stared at Nanli in a daze. "You know that immortal, you... are you truly Divine Venerable?"
Nanli didn't remember which immortal it was.
She helplessly replied, "Have you ever seen a Divine Venerable with only Nascent Soul cultivation? He must have mistaken me for someone else."
"No! You are!" Yuan Zhenhai suddenly became resolute. "Your abilities are beyond question!"
"Ha-ha, this little guy really has good eyesight," Qiu Hai said happily.
Praising the Ancestor was the same as praising him.
Nanli shot Qiu Hai a glare. "What are you fussing about? It's none of your business. Go back to work!"