Basked under the light of the setting sun, the entire Dark Veil Island resembled a golden leaf that was floating on the black surface of the sea.

On the island, plumes of smoke were rising up from cooking fires in the mortal villages concealed within the forests, and more and more ships had also appeared on the dock.

Several cultivators of the island were patrolling the area, and they were all very pleased by how peaceful it had been since the last attack from the Cold Crystal Race.

The entire Luo Clan had almost been wiped out during the battle that had taken place close to a year ago, and it was all thanks to their "Ancestral God" that the crisis was averted.

At this point, they had no ambitions other than to remain here peacefully and continue to cultivate while protecting this land that they called home.

All of a sudden, the leader of the patrol team stopped in his tracks before casting his gaze toward the distance.

"What's wrong?" The rest of the team also quickly stopped to see what was happening.

All of a sudden, the surface of the sea in the distance began to churn violently, and a series of massive waves that were hundreds of feet tall rose up before crashing toward the island.

Before long, enormous waves had risen up over the surface of the sea as far as the eyes could see, and all of the waves were...