The Gourd Twin Islands, where somber rain lines poured from the horizon, blending into the vast sea.
With the waves, they ferociously crashed against the rocks.
Stirring up immense waves.
The next moment, a middle-aged man clad in a python robe abruptly appeared atop the rocks.
The sea calmed at once, and even the rain drifting across the sky dissipated into nothingness, leaving only the relentless wind to billow his robe.
Then, two more middle-aged men arrived behind him.
One of them reached out towards the void in front of the rocks. Suddenly, a bizarre spirit light appeared, followed by fresh red blood seeping eerily from the crevices in the stone.
This blood faintly bore the semblance of a Five-colored Python.
Under the manipulation of a spirit art, the blood quickly fell into the man's hands, and he closed his eyes slightly. The next moment, he opened them with a look of elation and said,