Ye Ming's figure tore through the sky like black lightning and crashed in the center of Mist Conceal Island.
"Activate the Space Interference Array!"
Its voice, carrying divine power, exploded above the entire island.
Though the waiting Elder Council didn't understand what was happening, they resolutely dispersed to the array eye positions on the island.
Skeletal hands simultaneously pressed down on the reef etched with ancient runes.
As obscure spells echoed, the sea around Mist Conceal Island began to flow backward, forming a vortex barrier enveloping the entire island.
Immediately, the space in the area around the island began to become chaotic.
"General, the array has been activated."
The leading elder bowed in the direction where Ye Ming was hovering:
Ye Ming floated above the black palace in the center of the island, its black robe fluttering in the chaotic spatial fluctuations.
It looked up in the direction of Dream Island, icy war intent flickering in its soul fire:
