The sea wind blows, the tide is still heard.

the golden light of the huge hybrid pillar is shining, and the huge black vortex in the sky is becoming smaller at the speed visible to the naked eye.

tens of thousands of monks stand quietly without any sound. Everyone is staring at the space surrounded by the dense air.

the conversation there concerns the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of monks here. They have to be nervous and concerned.

However, the conversation between the two men was not so dignified.

"Ye Kong, you just said that you are incognito and called Li Heizi, but if you have any...