Lin Xin stood at the bow, gazing out at the sea.
"It seems like there are some unusual waves ahead," Gongshang Nuo said in a low voice. "I'm afraid we won't be able to reach the island on time."
"No matter," Lin Xin said indifferently. "Tell me about our mission?"
Gongshang Nuo nodded and took out the recently received Communication Talisman.
"The message just received says that there are already five Demon Master level Demon Spirits on San Wu Island, commanding thirty-three Demon Generals, currently building offensive fortifications on the island. We can first go to the nearby Qingyun Island to regroup, as two teams have already changed their routes and headed to the island to discuss strategies."
"Qingyun Island?" Lin Xin frowned. The strength he had shown was of a Demon Master level, which was the peak of the Golden Core stage, the same as that of Duanqing Long Kong Ruyi and the others.
But there were distinctions in strength even among those of the Demon Master level.