Several figures stood above the waves, each emitting an aura as calm and powerful as the deep sea.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a stern face and burly build. Her skin was a deep indigo blue, like the deepest sea water reflecting the moonlight.
Her long hair was silvery white, like white foam swirling in the deep sea, rising like a waterfall hit by a storm.
It was surrounded by a layer of faintly shimmering water, within which flowed and swirled countless tiny water ripples, moving, twisting, and coiling around it as if it were alive, forming a natural protective barrier.
He didn’t hold any magical artifacts in his hands, yet as he stood there, the entire void seemed to react to his breath.
Behind him stood five water cultivators of equal height, each with serious faces and sharp gazes.
Their skin displays various shades of blue, some resembling the turquoise waves of a shallow sea, others the deep blue of a deep ocean.
They wore armor woven from sea silk, which gleamed like fish scales in the sunlight.
The crest of the wave stopped quietly right beneath their feet, hovering about a hundred feet from the shoreline of the island.
The hundred-meter-tall giant wave was like their vehicle, like a living creature they had summoned, lifting them above the clouds, overlooking the entire Blue Wave Island, and looking down at the small, ant-like people on the island.
The crowd on the island was in an uproar.
“Water Tribe! They are people of the Water Tribe!”
“So many water cultivators! They came to save the people!”
“Run! If a fight breaks out, we’ll be caught in the crossfire!”
“Why are you running! If they dare make a move, with so many cultivators on this island, are we afraid of just a few people? Bibo Island’s protection formation is no joke!”
The sounds of discussions, exclamations, and hurried footsteps mixed together, plunging the entire dock area into unprecedented chaos.
Some people ran wildly towards the island, others squeezed towards the dock to try to board the ship and leave, while others stood still holding their magical artifacts, their expressions alternating between fear and joy.
David stood still, staring at the figure above the hundred meter high waves, his purple eyes filled with complex emotions.
He could sense the auras of those water cultivators—the middle-aged man at the front was at least second-rank Great Luo Golden Immortal. The surrounding law fluctuations were like a calm deep sea, with a calm surface but turbulent undercurrents in the depths.
The five water cultivators behind him were also first-rank Great Luo Golden Immortals. Each of them has an ethereal and profound aura, like an ancient coral reef, perfectly integrated.
This level of strength was enough to crush most of the cultivators on Bibo Island, and even well-dressed men would have to think twice.
The neatly dressed man remained standing on the high platform, his expression did not show any signs of panic, but instead showed that he had been waiting for a long time.
He stood up, walked to the edge of the platform, and his golden gaze penetrated a hundred feet away to meet the eyes of the middle-aged man in human form on the crest of the waves.
A faint smile appeared on his lips, a confident and cheerful aura radiating from him: “You’ve finally come. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”
The middle-aged man from Shui who was at the front of the group looked past the crowd and his gaze fell on the girl on top of the stone pillar.
Pent-up anger emerged on that cold and stern face, like a volcano that had long been buried at the bottom of the deep sea.
His voice was like a deep, dark current: “Free my people.”
The well-dressed man smiled and said, “I can free him. But you have to exchange him for a Sea Spirit Pearl.”
“Sea Soul Pearl? How dare you ask for it.”
The middle-aged man from the Shui ethnic group spoke in a colder tone, every word containing a sharp chill.
“One person for one Sea Soul Pearl, that’s fair.”
The well-dressed man spoke casually, even with a hint of the cunning of a businessman, “Even though your aquatic tribe’s Sea Spirit Pearl is extremely valuable, the lives of your tribe members should be more valuable than a single pearl, right?”
Let me do the math: exchanging a life for a bead—by any measure, you profit.
“The Sea Soul Pearl is a sacred object of the aquatic tribe, and only one pearl can be formed every ten thousand years.”
A young water cultivator behind the middle-aged water man finally couldn’t take it anymore and spoke up, his voice filled with almost unbearable anger, “You directly asked for one? That’s too much! Do you know what the Ocean Spirit Pearl means to my water race?”
“Too many?”
The well-dressed man chuckled. “If you don’t agree, then I’ll keep him tied up here. You should know better than me how long your water race can survive outside the water. Trading these beads for lives isn’t a bad deal for you.”
FAQ Novel
Q: What unusual event is occurring in the sea?
A: The sea is experiencing a powerful, unnatural tide emerging from its deepest parts, forming a gigantic wave.
Q: How are people on Pulau Bibo responding to the incoming wave?
A: Residents are panicking, some are retreating, others are preparing with magical artifacts, and many are frozen in awe and fear.
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