Lord Shenhuo sat quietly on the cliff, looking at the sea outside the island, his face full of loneliness and deepness.
Today's Shenhuo Island has lost its former prosperity.
Not all the disciples of Shenhuo Island chose to return to the island. Some people followed the Holy Lady of Shenhuo, and some could not stand the use of them by the Lord Shenhuo and decided to leave. Not even one-third of them actually returned to the island.
"Master, you have been sitting here all day and night. Do you... want to go back and rest for a while?" At this time, a disciple came up from behind and asked cautiously.
Lord Shenhuo glanced sideways, glanced at him, remained silent for a moment, and said hoarsely: "I am fine, you don't have to worry."
"But Master..."
"Back off." Lord Shenhuo shouted.
The man had no choice but to retreat.
Lord Shenhuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
In fact, he didn't want to sit here, but after the last disastrous defeat in the extreme cold place, his mind was confused and he had vague inner demons. Therefore, after returning to Shenhuo Island, he has been sitting here in meditation, hoping to calm the inner demons and let him go.
Mentally stable.
But for some reason, the more he sat here thinking quietly, the more upset and resentment he felt inside.
He didn't know where this negative emotion came from. It wasn't like Lin Yang's, nor was it like the Divine Fire Saint...
It's unclear.
Venerable Shenhuo opened his eyes and stared into the distance silently, like a stubborn stone, not moving at all.
But at this moment, Venerable Shenhuo's eyes moved slightly and he looked towards the distance on the right side of the island.
There... there were several ships.
As the ships get closer, their numbers increase.
After a while, nearly a thousand ships were heading here.
"Um?"
Lord Shenhuo's face tightened.
A disciple hurriedly ran into the cliff.
"Master, it's not good! The people from the Demonic Way are here!"
"Tianmo Dao?" Venerable Shenhuo's face darkened, he stood up suddenly and jumped towards the edge of the island.
At this moment, all the disciples of Shenhuo Island gathered at the edge of the island, the alarm on Shenhuo Island was also sounded, and all defensive measures were opened.
People all watched these uninvited guests warily.
You know, today is different from the past!
The current Shenhuo Island does not have the protection of the Pure World White Lotus!
The Demonic Taoist wants to move to Shenhuo Island, he no longer has any scruples!
Soon, Tianmo Dao's ship had sailed to the island.
They lined up in a row and aimed at the end of the island. Next to the ship stood demon Taoists with bloody eyes. The aura of each of them was extremely powerful and terrifying.
Seeing this battle, everyone on Shenhuo Island vaguely understood something.
Those who come are not good.
At this time, the handsome ship in the middle moved forward dozens of meters.
And on the bow of the boat, stood a man in white clothes and white hair.
The man smiled, put his hands behind his back, looked at Venerable Shenhuo, and immediately clasped his fists: "How are you doing, Venerable? My nephew is polite here."
"I know you!"
Lord Shenhuo spoke calmly: "You seem to be the direct disciple of the Taoist Master. What is your name... something mysterious..."
"My nephew An Xuan, thanks to His Majesty's memory, my nephew is truly lucky!" An Xuan said with a smile.
"Stop talking nonsense, you brought these bastards here to dedicate their corpses to me to use as firewood to help me practice my magical skills?" Lord Shenhuo snorted coldly.
"Your Majesty, my nephew has no other intentions when he comes here. Please don't misunderstand me."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"I want to borrow something from you, Your Majesty!" An Xuan said with narrowed eyes.
