In the vast expanse of the sky above the sea, under the sunlight of the freshly risen sun, four streaks of light flashed by swiftly, as if competing with the speed of the sun's rays.
If someone were watching from a distance, the speed was such that they would only perceive four rays of sunlight flashing by, never suspecting that four martial artists were flying through the sky.
"Fourth Brother, at our current speed, if we fly for half a day, we should reach Yin Yang Island by noon." A voice sounded within the streaks of light, belonging to the Great Saint of Jinghai.
Despite their incredible speed, the four flew side by side, enjoying a chat as they traveled, making for a pleasant journey.
"Thanks for worrying, big brother. Do you need to rest for a few hours before continuing? After all, we've been flying continuously for two days and nights, and according to big brother, there are bound to be troubles on Yin Yang Island!" said Ye Zhen.
