Zhao Changhe and Xia Chichi raced out from the island, plunging directly into the sea.0

Xia Chichi was filled with joy, an overwhelming happiness that persisted despite the lingering danger of their surroundings. She had expected Zhao Changhe to be headed for Penglai, yet here he was appearing like a knight in shining armor just when she was at her weakest, just when she needed help the most. He had shielded her from every crisis, allowing her to explore freely, turning the tide from being forced into the role of bait to regaining some control.0

Splash!0

Their heads surfaced from the water, covered in seaweed. In the distorted moonlight, even Tang En, who was sailing close by, wouldn’t necessarily notice them.0

The two glanced at each other, both on the verge of laughter, but given the tense situation, they knew they could not just burst out laughing.0

Behind them, as they fled, the island began to collapse. Screams filled the air as the remaining fishmen on the island tumbled into the sea. Rocks shattered and smashed into the fishmen, and in just a moment, the sea became littered with corpses, evoking thoughts in Zhao Changhe of the cataclysmic end of an era.0

But for now, neither of them had the leisure to dwell on it.0

As the island collapsed and stones flew in all directions, a massive flood dragon revealed itself and surged into the sky.0

The supposed island...0