The tens of thousands of kilometers sea area looked calm and peaceful—no shadow nor ghosts could be seen. However, Tang Xiu and Star Tears still kept their vigilance and were very cautious. They didn't rush out from the edge of the forested mountain but kept their auras restrained and conversed in whispers while gazing at the sea.
Quickly after, four figures appeared on the coastline, and one of them was a rickety old man with a cane that radiated a thick death qi—a sign that he was at the end of his lifespan. The three others beside him, aside from a silver-haired old lady, were two young men.
"Dala?"
Tang Xiu and Star Tears exchanged glances and looked surprised. They both knew who the old man was. Dala was a Supreme Elder of the Mandala Sect and he was 16,000 years old—much older than Star Tears.