The Black Spirit Race

Yuchi looked around him. The small island was still there.

He was quite surprised by this.

The island had actually survived the waves of destruction of his fight with the Vast Sea Dragon King, though it had been destroyed beyond recognition.

It had not been a large island to begin with, and now it had been cut in half.

However, it was fine. Yuchi had already made plans for the future.

He had only been here in the Vast Sea for about a year, yet he had already fought the Vast Sea Dragon King, so the number of powerful existences in the Vast Sea had definitely decreased.

He was prepared to spend another year in the Vast Sea.

After that, depending on how things were going, he would figure things out. If no more powerful ancient creatures appeared in the Vast Sea, he would leave the Vast Sea and head to a new body of water.