April 25th.
The Master of the Immortal Palace was defeated by Garon in the East Continent. Along with the Weisman Assault Team, Immortal Palace's Grandmasters of Combat and elders, almost half of their elite forces were annihilated.
Fifteen days later.
The Southern Sky Gate changed its name back to the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate. Garon gathered all his disciples to rebuild the gate and refurbish their inherited Secret Techniques. The White Cloud Gate returned to its roots and returned to the White Dew Gate. Garon became the Supreme Elder of the White Dew Gate. He signed an alliance with the Celestial Circle Gate, Crimson Sand Sword, and Behemoth Gate to maintain the Combat Festival.
After the news spread, the world of Combat was shaken. Countless martial artists went to the Immortal Palace to verify the news.
The Weisman Empire's higher-ups announced that Garon was an anti-social terrorist. Together with the remaining forces of the Immortal Palace, they sent a fleet of tens of thousands of people to attack the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate.
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The sky was clear.
On the endless blue sea, where the sky met the water, countless white ships slowly appeared. In the middle of the densely packed ships, on the largest ship, a middle-aged man in black aristocratic attire and a boat-shaped hat was looking over with a pair of binoculars.
Splash …
The seawater washed ashore, but was blocked by Garon's legs, causing white splashes.
He slowly stood in the water, the water level was up to his knees, motionless.
Looking at the approaching Weisman fleet, Garon slowly raised his right hand.
Without a sound, a dense white fog began to fill the air around him and spread out in all directions. In less than ten seconds, the white fog became thicker and thicker, quickly covering an area of a few hundred meters.
Exquisite crystal halberds quietly appeared in the fog, floating in mid-air, the tip of the halberds pointed at the white fleet.
Boom!!
The fleet in the distance suddenly lit up with a large patch of red light. The light disappeared in a flash, and the sea where Garon was was splashed with countless white water pillars.
Boom boom boom boom!!
The continuous bombardment fell on the sea around Garon like raindrops, but the strange thing was that in the area of white fog where he was, all the cannonballs did not move at all after entering. It was as if there was a deep and huge hole there, swallowing all the cannonballs that entered.
Red dots lit up in the distant fleet once again. The second round of bombardment had begun.
"Go."
A crystal halberd appeared in Garon's hand out of nowhere, and he pointed it at the fleet in the distance.
Hum …
Countless ice crystal halberds flipped in the air, and an icy blue light spread out from the surface of the halberds.
Boom!!
In an instant, all the halberds disappeared, and countless fiery red balls of light suddenly exploded on the distant sea surface.
Garon looked at the flames on the surface of the sea from afar and turned to walk towards the shore.
Between the reefs on the shore, the people of White Dew Gate, Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate, Celestial Circle Gate, and the representative of Crimson Sand Sword all knelt down on one knee.
Such a level of combat martial arts was already beyond the reach of human strength. This was the highest level that all Grandmasters of Combat pursued, to crush all resistance with one's own strength.
The countless crystal halberds were like a legendary spell, and in an instant, the Weisman fleet was completely defeated.
Garen looked at the people kneeling on one knee. He didn't feel any joy from defeating the Weisman fleet. He didn't even get to see the ferocious fleet before it was destroyed on the ocean dozens of miles away.
To him, all he did was to activate his secret technique and throw out dozens of halberds, and then watch the fireballs explode on the distant sea surface.
It was meaningless.
When he walked back to the shore, he automatically ignored the excited cheers of the crowd, and his gaze fell on Andrela who was standing on the right.
Andrela looked at his former good friend with mixed feelings. That undisguised terrifying power had far surpassed the level of a Grandmaster of Combat, and was close to the level of a legend. He knew that if he was in close combat, it would not be a big problem to defeat this fleet. However, there were many elites from the Immortal Palace on the ship, not to mention the hidden elites from the Weisman Empire. Plus, there were cannons and firearms made with special gunpowder. In the hands of a special Grandmaster of Combat, they would explode with terrifying power. Even he would not be able to resolve it.
The two of them looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.
After a simple exchange of words, Garon followed Andrela and disappeared on the shore.
After witnessing this battle, the Five Gate Alliance had a whole new understanding of Garon's terrifying power. Those who were initially against him had completely let go of their rejection. All the undercurrents in the situation had ceased. In the face of absolute power, there was no power that could shake Garon. Everything was in vain. Everything calculated would be easily destroyed by power in the end.
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A few days later …
On the blue sea, endless seawater with no land in sight was constantly surging. White seagulls were circling in the sky, and the golden sunlight sputtered golden specks on the surface of the sea.
Garon and Andrela were riding on a small blue boat, dragging a long white tail behind them. They were rushing towards the direction of the seagulls.
The two of them sat on the small boat, one in front and one behind. Their hair was constantly blown by the sea breeze.
Unknowingly, for some reason, the whistling sea breeze gave off the feeling of a woman crying.
"There's a small island in front. The locals call it Sea Demon Island. The island is filled with a strange piercing wind sound all year round. Normal people can't get close to it at all." Andrela explained to Garon while driving the small boat.
"The island is densely packed with honeycomb-like mountain walls. When the sea breeze blows in, it sounds like a whistle, making a strange whistling sound. Perhaps it's because of a special frequency, this sound has the effect of confusing and piercing the ears. If you're not careful, you'll lose your way. "
Garon's expression turned serious. The reaction of the Living Secret Technique made him slightly solemn.
He stood up and looked towards the sea in front of him.
On the surface of the sea, a U-shaped green island slowly appeared in front of them.
There were flocks of seagulls on the island, rising and falling. The yellow-green beach was desolate, without a trace of people.
"That's Sea Demon Island." Andrela stood up as well. The two of them faced the sea breeze and looked at the island.
"More than ten years ago, I heard about this island by chance. The description of the environment, the description of the terrain, and so on were all very similar to the secret holy land that I found in a religious book. "
"Secret holy land?"
"That's right." Andrela recalled slightly. "According to the records, this Sea Demon Island was once one of the passing points of the Ancient Endor Mother Stream."
"Mother Stream? You mean, it's that mythical river where all things return to? "Garon also recalled the mythical content.
According to the legends, it was the origin of all life in the Ancient Endor civilization. Many great warlocks like Mother Earth would return to the embrace of the Mother Stream when their lives were dying.
"That's the Mother Stream." Andrela nodded. "After a few years of searching, guess what I found?" There was yearning in his eyes, but more than that, there was helplessness.
"Don't tell me you really found the Mother Stream?" Garon was slightly stunned. "On this island? A place surrounded by the sea?! " He felt a little incredulous. They were deep in the sea and had left the East Continent for a few days. They were in the open sea that no one cared about. Now someone told him that there was a river on this island. It was the Mother Stream in the mythical legends, the source of life.
"You'll understand when you see the Mother Stream." Andrela smiled bitterly.
The two of them stopped talking and just waited quietly for the small boat to sail towards the island. It was getting closer and closer.
The yellow-green beach was getting clearer and clearer.
After about half an hour, the small boat slowly stopped in a crevice between the reefs on the island. Garon froze a large piece of ice to block the crevice so that the small boat would not be washed away by the sea.
The two of them directly got off the boat and went to the Sea Demon Island.
The shallow area near the beach showed a clear light blue color. They could clearly see the light blue ripples on the light yellow sand layer at the bottom of the water like countless cracks.
Shells, sea fish, uneven black reefs, translucent sea shrimps, crabs, the beach near the island was full of vitality.
Garon stepped on the soft beach and picked up a white sea conch covered in seaweed from the ground. Unexpectedly, a few white tentacles suddenly drilled out of the mouth of the sea conch and began to struggle slowly.
"The creatures here are a little strange. Be careful." Andrela tied the rope of the small boat and whispered as he walked over.
Standing on the beach of the island, in front of them was the dense green forest on the island.
From the beach to the island, there were denser and denser branches, from light green to dark green, and then to dark green. It showed the gradual distribution of vegetation on the island.
Standing on the beach, the strange whistling sound of the wind became clearer. There was a faint sense of demonic frustration.
Garon frowned slightly. He knew that this was the effect of infrasound. For an average person, or even an average Grandmaster of Combat, this might be the limit. If they went any further, there would be danger.
However, for him and Andrela, at their level, the weakest part of their eardrums would be strengthened and improved to a certain extent. Their internal organs were also much stronger than an average person's. This sound was no different from the low-volume music of a radio.
Both of them were wearing black cloaks as they walked towards the depths of the island.
Andrela walked in front to lead the way. He was very familiar with this place, so he led Garen into a small forest path with ease. They followed the path that was barely passable as they walked into the dense forest.
It was a little hot in the forest. There were dense trees and plants everywhere. Some of the slanted leaves of the plants came from the left and right from time to time and blocked the path. The two of them casually broke them.
Tiny flying insects were constantly flying around in the air between the gaps. Some of them were blood-sucking mosquitoes, and they were buzzing.
A sour smell mixed with the fresh smell of the plants and trees. It was hot and humid. It felt weird.
As they walked along the forest, the terrain in front of them became lower and lower. It was as if they were walking into the bottom of a large basin.
Other than the sounds of birds and unknown beasts in the forest, there was only the rustling of branches and grass as the two of them moved.
They didn't know how long they walked. Soon, an earthy yellow mountain wall appeared in front of them. Under the mountain wall covered in vines and plants, there was a small dark cave.
Andrela stood at the entrance of the cave.
"It's here." He said in a low voice.
"You want to go in?"
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