Chapter 363: The Spirit Island Sinks into the Sea

As Yi Xiaoyao sped forward, he unleashed two lightning-fast slashes. With a sharp sound, the two giant leaves of the Soul Spirit Pool were severed, plummeting downward.

The next moment, the two giant, enveloping leaves burst open, and two furious figures shot out from within.

“Yi Xiaoyao! What are you doing?!”

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance glared at him, her beautiful face flushed with anger.

However, Yi Xiaoyao had no time to appreciate the woman’s charm. On the other side, Ji Hao had already let out a furious roar and was striking at him with his palm.

“Yi Xiaoyao! I was just about to break through to the Void-Entering Third Realm! Why did you do this to me?!”

Ji Hao’s enraged voice accompanied his cyan Palm Seal as it tore through the air.

It seemed Ji Hao was truly livid, but that was understandable. Most people would have reacted the same way in this situation.

Yi Xiaoyao’s brow furrowed. With the Cyan Emperor’s legacy, he easily recognized the Palm Seal as a rather powerful Spiritual Skill from the Cyan Wilderness: the Cyan Cloud Palm.

Seeing this palm strike, the color drained slightly from Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance’s face.

Ji Hao’s Cultivation had already reached the peak of the Void-Entering Second Realm. Even someone at the same Realm might not be able to withstand such a blow.

Yi Xiaoyao’s Cultivation aura was extremely strange. It seemed like the Nascent Soul Transformation Ninth Realm, yet also like the Void-Entering First Realm. In Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance’s eyes, regardless of which it was, there was no way Yi Xiaoyao could block this attack.

Although Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance was just as furious as Ji Hao, she couldn’t bear to see Yi Xiaoyao get hurt.

But just as she was about to intervene, she saw that not only did Yi Xiaoyao not dodge, but he actually met Ji Hao’s strike with a palm of his own.

Yun Mengling had woken up by now. From Yi Xiaoyao’s arms, she saw the palm strike coming right at them and cried out in terror.

But in the next moment, Yun Mengling only felt Yi Xiaoyao’s body tremble slightly as he held her. Then she saw Ji Hao, the attacker, stumble backward, his eyes wide with shock.

“What!?”

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance and Ji Hao exclaimed in unison, as if they had just witnessed the impossible.

“You also possess the Power of Cyan Wood?”

“You know the Cyan Cloud Palm, too?”

They both stared at Yi Xiaoyao in shock and asked. Ji Hao, in particular, had just clashed palms with him and discovered that Yi Xiaoyao had also used the Cyan Cloud Palm, and it was even slightly more powerful than his own.

Yi Xiaoyao smiled faintly. The Cyan Emperor had passed on all his Cyan Wood Techniques to him, so of course he knew the Cyan Cloud Palm.

Moreover, Yi Xiaoyao’s Cyan Wood Nascent Soul had already reached the Void-Entering Realm. Although his Cultivation was a layer lower than Ji Hao’s, it was only natural that the Spiritual Skills he unleashed were more powerful, thanks to his Eternal Life Technique and Heaven and Earth Wood Essence.

Then, Yi Xiaoyao looked at the two, who were still fuming, and shook his head helplessly. “Before you attack, can’t you first try to understand the situation?”

“Understand the situation?”

“We were cultivating in the Soul Spirit Pool! It had just erupted with an astonishing amount of Vitality Power, which helped me break through to the Void-Entering Second Realm. I was at the critical moment of advancing to the Void-Entering Third Realm, but you interrupted me by cutting down the Soul Spirit Pool!”

Ji Hao roared, “Isn’t the situation clear enough?!”

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao pointed to the giant tree behind him. “You were planning to use *this* to break through to the Void-Entering Third Realm?”

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance and Ji Hao frowned and looked. The severed stalk that had grown the giant leaves of the Soul Spirit Pool was now violently spewing a liquid. As this liquid sprayed onto the dense forest below, the trees instantly withered and collapsed.

“Is that… Necromancer’s Sea Water?”

The two of them cried out. They could no longer sense even a hint of the previous Vitality Power from the liquid. All that remained was a terrifying Devouring Power.

“And it’s Necromancer’s Sea Water from the deepest parts. A single touch would completely devour our Spiritual Power, maybe even turn us into withered bones,” Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance said in alarm.

And just like that, the truth came to light.

The anger on Ji Hao and Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance’s faces vanished instantly, replaced by sheer gratitude.

“Xiaoyao, you were saving us?”

Ji Hao exclaimed in amazement, then quickly cupped his fists in a salute. “I was too impulsive just now. I apologize for the offense, Xiaoyao…”

Before he could finish, his expression suddenly changed. Sunken Spirit Island had begun to shake violently, as if it were sinking.

The group shot into the sky, their expressions varied as they watched Sunken Spirit Island rapidly sink below.

Yi Xiaoyao’s face was full of sorrow, while the others looked on in horror.

Immediately after, a dozen or so more figures shot up from all over the island, also staring in horror at the sinking Spirit Island.

“Sunken Spirit Island only surfaces once every three years and stays for at least ten days. Why is it sinking so quickly this time?”

The crowd exclaimed.

“It might… never surface again,” Yi Xiaoyao murmured with a soft sigh.

The others didn’t find Yi Xiaoyao’s words strange. This time, the Island Defense Array hadn’t reactivated. Instead, the Necromancer’s Sea Water had washed over it directly, devouring everything on the island.

The once-green island was reduced to a barren wasteland in an instant, finally disappearing beneath the turbulent surface of the sea.

The scene left everyone’s hearts unsettled for a long time.

“Xiaoyao, why does it seem like you knew this would happen?”

Ji Hao seemed to have noticed something was amiss and questioned Yi Xiaoyao.

The Cyan Emperor had instructed Yi Xiaoyao not to speak of this matter to anyone, so he just smiled faintly and joked, “I didn’t know the outcome. If I’d known you were going to try and kill me, I wouldn’t have saved you.”

Ji Hao gave a sheepish smile and apologized profusely to Yi Xiaoyao. “Xiaoyao, I was just furious. I absolutely had no intention of killing you.”

Yi Xiaoyao waved his hand dismissively and looked at the three before him in surprise. “It seems you all had quite a harvest.”

Ji Hao and Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance had both reached the peak of the Void-Entering Second Realm, while Yun Mengling had just broken through to the Void-Entering Realm.

The three of them began to talk excitedly, mostly about how they had suddenly felt a powerful surge of Vitality Power. Yi Xiaoyao, of course, knew the reason and just listened with a faint smile as they discussed it animatedly.

“Yi Xiaoyao, it seems you’ve also broken through to the Void-Entering Realm. But why is the aura I sense from you more like the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm?” Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance asked strangely.

Yi Xiaoyao just smiled faintly and didn’t answer, because he really didn’t know how to.

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance felt this way because of the four Nascent Souls inside Yi Xiaoyao’s body. Aside from the Cyan Wood Nascent Soul, which had entered the Void-Entering Realm, the other three were all at the peak of the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm. Thus, the aura he emitted was predominantly that of the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm.

Ji Hao also exclaimed in amazement, “That’s right! Xiaoyao, how do you know my Cyan Wilderness’s Cyan Cloud Palm? And how do you possess an even stronger Power of Cyan Wood than I do? I thought for sure that after breaking through to the Void-Entering Second Realm, I’d finally surpassed you. I never expected I still wouldn’t be your match.”

“Maybe I’m from your Cyan Wilderness?” Yi Xiaoyao joked playfully.

At that moment, the groups from the Cyan Wilderness and the Red Wilderness approached to ask if they should return immediately.

Ji Hao asked Yi Xiaoyao and Yun Mengling, “So, where do you two plan to go next? Why not return to the Cyan Wilderness with me?”

A flicker of emotion crossed Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance’s eyes. It looked like she wanted to say something, but she held her tongue.

Yi Xiaoyao glanced at Yun Mengling, then said to Ji Hao, “The Cyan Wilderness… we’ll definitely go, but not right now.”

“No matter when you come, I, Ji Hao, will always welcome you!” Ji Hao nodded. “So where are you going now?”

Yi Xiaoyao looked at Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance and asked with a faint smile, “Miss Huo Wu, could Ling’Er and I accompany you to the Red Wilderness?”