The old man in dark blue robes was stout and short. He had a kindly look and a humble smile, but Lu Yun’s Spectral Eye easily revealed a well-hidden glint of pride.

Evidently, the old divine was a very important man.

“Honored gentlemen, I have come at my master’s behest to request a brief meeting. We would be honored if you would accept.” The old man landed on the ship’s bow as he spoke and made an inviting gesture.

Despite the courtesy and modesty his words extended, they carried a weight of obligation. The old man was a peak arcane dao immortal. If the two youths refused, he would kidnap them forcibly.

“Ai…” Qing Han sighed suddenly. “We thought the North Sea monsters...