499 Pinnacle Space Dome Formation

2 days later, Zong Shou stepped on top of the cloud ocean and looked out to the distance.

In front of him was an island within the clouds, around a hundred thousand feet wide, standing high above. Even the highest part of this island had a rugged landscape.

Zong Yuan and Ruoshui were both silent, they were already used to listening to Zong Shou's orders. They knew that their ruler definitely had his reasons. He wouldn't run all the way here for no reason.

If he could tell the reason to them then he naturally would.

Zong Shou looked at it for a moment before he casted a golden talisman that flew into the depths of the cave.

Following which, he waited with his arms by his side. Maybe he was a little impatient since he turned around and asked, "Have you all heard of the Fuling Sect?"

Zong Yuan and Ruoshui exchanged glances with one another, a questioning gaze appearing in their eyes.