Qiu Shaotian cursed inwardly, clearly having earned the ire of this fellow.
He had no time to evade.
In an instant, he retracted his limbs.
His head even disappeared into his torso.
At that moment, Qiu Shaotian transformed into a perfect sphere.
*Boom...*
With a deafening roar, the entire island trembled.
It was as if an earthquake and tsunami had struck.
During this commotion, countless tourists had already appeared before their room doors.
Many others peered out from their windows.
Upon witnessing the scene, they screamed in terror.
The entire east coast of Sacred Island descended into chaos.
Following the explosion, a massive crater, five to six meters deep and twenty meters in diameter, appeared on the ground.
Qiu Shaotian, at the center of it all, had vanished.
The dozens of ability users from the Divergence faction, upon seeing this,
were all shocked, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and anger.
Even the goatee man took a slow step back.
The man in ancient attire before them was too powerful.
He cast a deep gaze at the crater, a hint of sorrow appearing in his eyes.
"Aoooo... Woooo..."
"Who are you... to dare cause trouble on Sacred Island!"
Just as Zheng Enlai was about to launch another attack,
a whistling dragon's roar echoed.
Wherever the sound passed, tourists collapsed.
They fell into a deep, unconscious slumber...
At this very moment, the six white-robed figures Chu Tian had seen earlier appeared, encircling Zheng Enlai.
Their arrival brought a sigh of relief to the goatee man.
These six monsters possessed formidable strength.
They should be able to resolve the situation.
Zheng Enlai showed no surprise at their appearance.
Instead, a smirk played on his lips as he stated indifferently,
"I sensed you long ago. Just six beasts, daring to question this young master?"
Zheng Enlai's arrogance was boundless, as if he disregarded everyone else.
"Hmph... you insolent brat, you court death!"
The moment Zheng Enlai spoke, a sound like grinding metal erupted.
It came from one of the white-robed figures amidst the air.
As this figure spoke, he charged towards Zheng Enlai.
The other white-robed figures, though a beat slower,
also attacked simultaneously.
*Boom...*
No one saw how they collided.
After a thunderous impact, all six white-robed figures were forced back two steps.
Their expressions were unclear, but it was evident.
Their bodies trembled, it was uncertain if they were injured.
Zheng Enlai, on the other hand, flushed slightly.
"Six beasts, this young master won't play with you today..."
As he spoke, he ascended rapidly, clearly preparing to depart!
"Where do you think you're going..."
"Awooo..."
Suddenly, the bodies of the six white-robed figures swelled.
They transformed into six colossal serpents, each a hundred meters long.
The only difference from ordinary snakes was the single horn on their heads.
They instantly soared into the air, tightly surrounding Zheng Enlai.
A hundred meters away on the sea, a sphere suddenly shot out from beneath the water, sprang into the air, and then fell back down.
It floated quietly on the surface.
After a while, a head finally emerged from the sphere.
This sphere was Qiu Shaotian's transformed state. The instant Zheng Enlai's attack touched it,
he had softened his body and was sent flying.
Thus, he hadn't truly endured the full force of the blow.
Instead, he had used the recoil to fly a hundred meters and plunge into the sea.
However, the attack was truly ferocious.
He was driven into the sea for tens of meters.
Finally, his momentum depleted, and relying on the buoyancy of the water, he broke the surface.
...
Chu Tian was completely unaware of everything that had transpired on Sacred Island.
At this moment, Chu Tian had already dived deep into the ocean.
He felt his way along the rock wall downwards.
After descending for a short distance, Chu Tian discovered that the area beneath the island was becoming smaller.
However, after reaching a certain depth, he found that the island began to expand outwards.
Upon reaching about a thousand meters, it rapidly contracted again.
Ultimately, Chu Tian discovered that the island was suspended in the sea.
There were no supporting points beneath it.
However, after Chu Tian's careful observation, the shape of the island
was actually that of a gourd, inverted.
Seeing this, Chu Tian's expression shifted. Since it was a gourd,
there must be a gourd opening somewhere, right?
With this thought, Chu Tian headed towards the center point beneath the island.
He was already over 9,000 meters underwater. Any normal person reaching this depth would have been crushed by the immense sea pressure.
As there was no light around, Chu Tian could only rely on his divine sense and senses to orient himself and swim.
Because the single-soldier combat mecha's functions were not yet complete.
In the water, its primary uses were its propulsion system and its ability to withstand the immense pressure for Chu Tian.
Chu Tian swam along the underside of the island, searching in a wide circle.
He found nothing...
Could his guess be wrong?
Was this island solid?
Just as Chu Tian was about to give up, the now-calm Ancestral Dragon Emperor Qi erupted again.
This time... it uncontrollably
rushed out of Chu Tian's dantian!
In the dark depths of the sea, a faint, íŠė light emanated.
How dazzling it was...
After exiting Chu Tian's dantian, it took the form of a small dragon.
With a flick of its tail, it rapidly surged in one direction.
"Damn it... don't you dare run!"
Chu Tian thought it was trying to escape and could not allow it.
This was something his own mother had approved of, it must possess something extraordinary.
If it escaped, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
...
Qiu Shaotian poked his head out of the spherical form and nearly retracted it in fright at the scene he witnessed.
On Sacred Island in the distance,
*Bang bang bang...*
Six massive flood dragons were battling the man in ancient attire.
Every round, every collision,
produced earth-shattering roars.
One of the Flying Dragon ships docked at the harbor was already crippled.
It had been smashed into two sections by one of the giant flood dragons.
It was slowly sinking.
The members of the Divergence faction on the island had begun to flee.
They were no match for such a battle.
Many team members had been caught in the crossfire, their fates unknown.
Those six monsters paid no heed to their lives.
Their attacks spared no consideration of who might be in the way.
Fortunately, the location of their battle was quite far from where the ordinary tourists were housed.
Otherwise, those tourists would have become innocent casualties.
All members of the Divergence faction had pale faces.
The goatee man directed everyone to retreat while ordering a rescue.
It was uncertain whether these individuals would move their battleground inland, where all the ordinary people were still unconscious.
Any slight misstep... would surely lead to their complete annihilation.
The Divergence faction, while direct in their actions, prioritizing results over process,
and even resorting to unscrupulous means, were still personnel of the Ninth Office, and thus had to prioritize public safety.
This was the core tenet of the Ninth Office, and many joined it with this very intention.
It was just that they had picked the wrong side.
"Captain..."
Suddenly, a woman shouted at the goatee man.
The goatee man froze, seeing endless terror in the woman's eyes.