"Another thousand miles forward and you’ll reach South Yuyan City. Traveling further south from South Yuyan City will bring you to the Southern Sea."
Carson Flores looked at the map, raised his head and said, "The sea is vast and boundless, and the ocean floor is unfathomable. Do you know the specific location of the Cystal Palace?"
Alfred Weaver shook his head, "I don’t know."
Carson Flores smiled bitterly, "The sea is vast and boundless. How on earth can we possibly find it?"
Alfred Weaver laughed, "Although the Cystal Palace is located in the deep sea, I don’t think Ellen Stone would completely ignore affairs on land. Therefore, I guess there must be people from the Cystal Palace stationed in South Yuyan City. Once we find them, we can naturally find the Cystal Palace."
Carson Flores breathed a sigh of relief, "That makes sense. If we really were to search aimlessly, who knows how many years it might take, since the seabed is not like the land."
Alfred Weaver nodded, "Since we want to find her, we must have thought about it. Once we reach South Yuyan City, we should call out in the city, ’Ellen Stone, an old friend visits.’ I think there should definitely be so commotion..."
"Miss, watch out!"
Before Alfred Weaver finished speaking, Vance Holt suddenly shouted coldly from the back and threw a punch.
At the sa ti, a black blade light like the tearing of the Heavenly Do appeared, slicing through the air with black crackling waves, silent and ghostly, slashing toward the Flying Boat.
The blade light ca extrely fast and very suddenly. By the ti Vance Holt’s punch hit, the blade light had already descended onto the Flying Boat.
It seed as though this strike was about to slash Alfred Weaver standing at the edge of the deck when Vance Holt’s fist force collided with the blade light.
"Boom!"
The sound was as muffled as thunder, as if the whole space caved in at once.
Carson Flores felt like his heart was gripped ferociously and then suddenly released. His whole body’s blood seed ready to burst out, and his brain felt like it was hit with a hamr, causing extre pain.
The violent energy shock hit the Flying Boat, causing its shield to shatter directly, followed by the disintegration of the Flying Boat, which turned into fragnts due to the shock.
Before the Flying Boat disintegrated, Cecilia Browning had already grabbed onto it with both hands, one in each hand, and quickly retreated backwards, away from the center of the explosion.
Carson Flores watched the Heavenly Do seem torn apart, with waves of spatial cracks moving, deeply shocked.
That attack just now was so strong, so fast!
He had no ti to react!
If it weren’t for Vance Holt’s warning and interception, this slash would have obliterated both Alfred Weaver and himself.
Carson Flores felt cold sweat on his back, his heart had sunk into the depths.
Such overwhelming strength must belong to the Heavenly Immortal Realm. The opponent launched a sneak attack directly aid at Alfred Weaver, clearly intending to kill her.
Heavenly Immortal Realm cos to attack!
Things are getting serious.
The opponent targeted Alfred Weaver, obviously knowing her identity, and clearly knowing the capabilities of Vance Holt and Cecilia Browning. Their daring action indicates they are fully prepared.
Vance Holt swiftly retreated, shielding Alfred Weaver.
"The opponent is very strong. Be careful!"
"If the situation becos unfavorable, I’ll hold off the opposition, and you escape with Miss!"
Cecilia Browning’s face turned serious as she conjured a row of dark Flying Daggers, "Got it!"
"Vance Holt, if you leave now, I won’t kill you. But if you’re unwise, then this place today will be your grave!"
From behind a mountain peak, a man soared into view, his body surrounded by blinding golden light, obscuring his appearance. Within the golden glow, one could faintly see him wearing a mask on his face.
Simultaneously, seven or eight people rose from nearby low points, encircling Carson Flores and his companions.
These people, without exception, all wore identical masks, with dazzling golden light covering their figures, making it difficult to see their features, or even discern their gender.
Vance Holt scanned them rapidly, his heart sank — these people were definitely prepared for this!
"Hiding your faces, dare not show yourself?"
The white-robed man calmly said, "Vance Holt, I know you’re at the Middle Celestial Stage, as am I. I’m here to block you, there shouldn’t be any problem. Cecilia Browning is Peak Golden Immortal, but I have more than one Peak Golden Immortal here. Do you think you have a chance?"
Vance Holt’s face turned grim. The opponent had clearly already figured out their group’s details and movents, and ca prepared, setting up an ambush here.
Alfred Weaver suddenly spoke, "So eager to kill , could you be from the Heavenly Alliance, or rather, Maggie Fitzgerald’s people?"
"Hahaha..."
A string of lodious laughter suddenly rang out between heaven and earth, with the person not yet visible, yet the laughter seed right by their ears.
"Sister Hopkins, it’s been ages, you really are as smart as ever!"
From a mountain peak in the distance, a woman suddenly floated into view, wearing a grand red robe, the hem fluttering as if a Fairy from the Celestial Court, ready to ride the wind.
That woman didn’t use spells to obscure her form, nor did she wear a mask. Her alluring face was like a fox’s, her captivating eyes like spring water flowing, making it hard to look away.
Alfred Weaver’s eyes fixed on the woman atop the distant mountain peak, her cool face revealing rage, "Maggie Fitzgerald! You dare to show your face and et !"
Maggie Fitzgerald!
Carson Flores’s heart shook, his eyes fell on this beguiling woman.
This woman is the ruthless, who suppressed Alfred Weaver for millennia, Maggie Fitzgerald?
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