Xiao Jin instinctively curled up to welcome the transformation that was taking place. She floated in the air, like a golden ball of light, dazzling and full of life!

"Haha, it's done."

Luo Hong smiled, his efforts were not in vain, all that was left was to wait.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, Luo Hong suddenly coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. It turned out that he was injured by the halo light explosion during his last spiritual ascension. At that time, he was in a hurry to save Xiao Jin and failed to deal with it in time, which made the injury aggravated.

Fortunately, Luo Hong had the healing elixir he bought from Miaoyinmen. After taking it, he only needed to meditate and adjust his breathing for a period of time to recover.

...

In the nameless sea, three rays of light converged at one place from three different directions and turned into three teams of people.

Each team is led by a monk in the Dan-formation stage and assisted by three monks in the Foundation-building stage, for a total of twelve people.

The leader of the purple-robed dragon-marked monk even has the cultivation of the late stage of pill formation. The group of them gathered in one place is enough to attack a small sect without the protection of the Nascent Soul monster.

"Elder Xia, Elder Jiang, do you have any clues about the discovery of Junior Nephew Huang and his party?"

The purple dragon-robed monk said solemnly that they had been cruising in the sea area described by the female cultivator surnamed Huang for half a month, and so far they had not found any clues.

Jiang and Xia looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. The next moment Jiang Zhanglai sighed deeply:

"Purple Dragon Envoy, we have found nothing. The person who did it is so sophisticated that I'm afraid he really didn't leave any traces."

"Humph! We have to find this person even if there are no traces! Master is still waiting for us to present the treasure map!"

The purple dragon-robed monk snorted coldly, his face flashed with purple energy, and he felt extremely angry in his heart.

How could he explain to Patriarch Yelong that his work that was originally a sure thing was lost like this?

Just when everyone was looking at each other in silence, a violent wave of spiritual energy came from the distance.

"What a violent spiritual tide! Is there a treasure born there?!"

Elder Xia said with a look of surprise on his face.

When the spiritual tide surged just now, except for the Purple Dragon Envoy who stood still, he and Elder Jiang couldn't help but feel that their magic power was stagnant, and those disciples in the foundation building stage were even pushed back several feet by the spiritual tide.

Having conveyed such power over such a long distance, the treasure that emits this spiritual tide must be extraordinary.

"Purple Dragon Envoy, if a treasure really comes out, if we take it and present it to the ancestor, wouldn't we be able to make up for our mistakes?!"

Elder Jiang was overjoyed and thought of a way to escape responsibility.

"Let's go and find out. Maybe the monk who killed Master Nephew Huang and his group will also come over."

The purple dragon-robed monks didn't think it could be so easy to make amends. After all, the treasure they lost was related to a great opportunity.

Just as a group of monks from Yelong Island were exploring in the direction of the spiritual tide, many immortal cultivators in the surrounding sea areas also sensed the spiritual tide. Most of them thought that a heavy treasure had been born and rushed away, while a few

He flew towards Monster Island and reported to his own forces for help.
Chapter completed!