"Let's go to the East Sea."
Qin Yang said to Zilan, Nangong Feiyang, Bi Luoyue, and others.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Everyone's aura erupted, and their figures transformed into streaming lights, heading toward the direction of the East Sea.
A quarter of an hour later, they arrived at the East Sea.
Above the East Sea surface, hanging in the sky was the gigantic space channel, its faint silver light resembling the eye of the heavens, overlooking the boundless sea.
"Sect Leader, should we set up an array at the passage entrance?"
Nangong Feiyang looked at Qin Yang and asked.
"Yes."
Qin Yang nodded, a trace of solemnity in his gaze.
"Our strength is not enough. The next enemy won't likely be weaker than the three from Ling Yun. It's highly possible they are of the Immortal Venerable Realm, or even an entire sect, or other unknown dangers."
Qin Yang said in a deep voice.
