Turning his head to glance sideways, He Yiming’s brow furrowed slightly. According to his expectation, since the Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man had displayed power akin to a deity, the other Outer Sea Saint Beast King should have immediately fled.

But unexpectedly, the other massive crocodile Saint Beast King merely shrank its body. Although it didn't attack, it also didn't dive into the sea to escape; instead, it stared with wide, fearful eyes at the suspended Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man.

He Yiming snorted in anger, muttering inwardly whether this Saint Beast King had somehow discerned the secret. The power of a casual strike from the Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man was indeed peerless, but after one blow, the ambient spiritual energy within a hundred-mile radius would be completely depleted, making a second earth-shattering attack impossible.

Moreover, fighting in an area where the vital energy was exhausted placed an enormous strain on cultivators, as they could no longer absorb sufficient Heaven and Earth Force to replenish their consumption. Therefore, He Yiming currently had no desire to expend more effort to dispatch the other Saint Beast King.

For him, nothing was more important than catching up to Franklin. However, seeing the other Saint Beast King lying foolishly motionless on the sea surface, He Yiming still sighed softly and slowly patted his white steed.

A stronger aura erupted from both man and beast. If this behemoth still refused to leave, he would have no choice but to exhaust his true energy and keep it here as well.

As for replenishing his true energy, he would probably have to plan for that once they reached the sea area a hundred miles away. "Roar..." As if sensing the immense threat emanating from He Yiming and the lightning-charged white horse, the Saint Beast King abruptly opened its cavernous mouth and let out a mighty roar.

Yet, within this roar, He Yiming detected no feeling of challenge or rage, but rather a sense of submission. Stunned for a moment, He Yiming quickly squeezed his legs, causing the lightning already gathering around his steed to momentarily halt.

He looked intently at the Saint Beast King. Its large, dark eyes were fixed solely on the Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man, its entire head lowered onto its front legs.

Although its mouth was wide open in a roar, there was no trace of volatility in its demeanor. He Yiming’s gaze turned suspiciously toward the Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man.

This puppet, like before, showed no burst of kingly aura, and its cold face remained expressionless. If it weren't floating in the air, it would resemble a statue even more than Hundred and Eight.

"Brother Bai, can you understand what this thing is saying?" He Yiming asked in a deep voice. "Its language is not complicated," Bai Lingba replied slowly.

"In the data I have collected, there are similar linguistic systems." "Alright, ask it why it hasn't fled," He Yiming asked straightforwardly. The high intelligence of the Saint Beast Kings was easily evident from their past confrontations with them.

As soon as the situation turned unfavorable, they would immediately flee. This trait was almost comparable to the world's foremost assassin, Huangquan Old Ancestor.

But this Saint Beast King was clearly different, making He Yiming intensely curious. "Roar..." "Roar..." From Bai Lingba’s mouth came sounds resembling the monster’s roars.

The Saint Beast King showed no surprise that Bai Lingba understood its language and began communicating with him quite smoothly. A moment later, Bai Lingba’s gem-like eyes suddenly brightened.

He Yiming’s heart clenched. He knew that Bai Lingba only behaved this way when encountering matters of great importance.

"What did it say?" "It says the Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man is the King of the Divine Island, and it is terrified of having offended the King of the Divine Island," Bai Lingba stated, his tone carrying a rare hint of strangeness. "What Divine Island King?" He Yiming asked, completely bewildered.

"In the Outer Seas, there is an island that they, the Saint Beast Kings, call the Divine Island. On this island resides an incredibly powerful figure who possesses strength similar to the Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man." He Yiming gasped sharply.

"That's impossible." The power displayed by the Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man was truly divine. Instantly drawing in immense Heaven and Earth Force, transforming all power for its use—splitting mountains, churning seas, turning the world upside down, and so forth...

Before this power, any force below the Divine Dao level, even the combined Light and Dark energy released by Franklin and Garfield, stood no chance of resistance. Perhaps the Light and Dark synergy was not inferior to the Divine Dao Force of the Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man in terms of energy tier, but the sheer magnitude of raw power disparity was too great.

Even if peak experts at the Two-Man Apex unleashed every ounce of their strength, they could not contend against all the Heaven and Earth Force within a hundred-mile radius. Yet, this seemingly terrifying but actually quite docile Saint Beast King claimed that there was similar power in the Outer Seas, which made He Yiming find it deeply unbelievable.

"It is not lying," Bai Lingba stated calmly. He Yiming pondered for a moment, his expression quite grim.

If what the Saint Beast King claimed was true, it meant there was another Divine Dao practitioner existing in the Outer Seas. However, the Divine Dao path had vanished for thousands of years, and it was impossible for new Divine Dao experts to emerge when the ambient spiritual energy was clearly declining.

This was absolutely irrefutable. Even Lord Saint Dragon in the Death-Life Realm, where the Heaven and Earth Force was exceptionally abundant, perished during his ascension to the Divine Beast stage due to insufficient spiritual energy.

This demonstrated that it was fundamentally impossible for new Divine Dao experts to appear in this world. A sudden realization struck him, and He Yiming looked up sharply.

"Brother Bai, is it possible that the older generation of Divine Dao practitioners are still alive?" "Impossible," Bai Lingba’s voice remained flat. "Human genetics differ from spirit beasts; even a Divine Dao practitioner cannot possess a lifespan exceeding five thousand years." He Yiming nodded slightly.

He understood Bai Lingba’s meaning perfectly. The disappearance of the Divine Dao path occurred approximately five thousand years ago.

If practitioners from that era still existed, they would certainly be long gone by now. Humans are humans; in the matter of innate lifespan, they cannot compare to spirit beasts.

Looking up at the impassive Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man, He Yiming murmured, "Could it be... a Divine Beast that happens to possess a human silhouette?" Only a Divine Beast could possibly survive that long, yet from the expression of this Saint Beast King, the Divine Dao-level figure seemed undoubtedly human—at least, that Divine Dao expert maintained a human form.

Bai Lingba’s eyes flickered again, but he offered no answer. Many events in this world were vastly different from his original one, and even he could not provide any meaningful input.

Gently rubbing his temples, He Yiming said, "Brother Bai, inquire where exactly that Divine Island is located." This Saint Beast King was unlikely to mislead them without cause, and with Bai Lingba present, the difficulty of deceiving them with lies would be extremely high. Therefore, such a miraculous island might indeed exist in the Outer Seas.

The reason He Yiming wanted to know its location clearly was not to explore it, but to keep a vast distance away, ensuring he never had any entanglement with the legendary Divine Dao forces. At least, not before he himself possessed the power of the Divine Dao.

Bai Lingba nodded, let out a few more low roars, and the Saint Beast King responded without hesitation. Perhaps this powerful creature had sensed something amiss—why were these few humans inquiring about such matters?

The thought of escape naturally arose in its mind, but the moment its enormous eyes glimpsed the suspended Divine Dao Blood Condensation Man, that sliver of hope vanished completely. According to the custom of millennia, since that venerable elder had already hunted one Saint Beast King, it should not trouble itself with him.

With this thought, the Saint Beast King's large head bowed even lower. "The Divine Island is not fixed in one location but constantly drifts within the Outer Seas.

Wherever this island appears, all Outer Sea Saint Beasts must submit and dare not disobey in the slightest." Hearing the answer relayed by Bai Lingba, He Yiming’s brow furrowed tighter. An island continuously drifting in the Outer Seas, harboring a Divine Dao-level power—this sounded like pure myth.

If Bai Lingba hadn't guaranteed that the behemoth wasn't lying, He Yiming would have genuinely believed it was spinning a tale. Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and He Yiming asked gravely, "Why did these Saint Beasts travel here from the Outer Seas?" "Because every so often, the Divine Island begins hunting the Outer Sea Saint Beasts," Bai Lingba said slowly after a round of roaring.

"Every thousand years or so, creatures who have cultivated successfully in the Outer Seas migrate en masse to the Inner Seas to evade the Divine Island's hunt. Furthermore, to retaliate against humans, they continuously attack the Venerable masters among humanity." Bai Lingba paused.

"However, they do not dare go too far; they only act aggressively if a large number of their companions have been killed, and they will not attack ordinary humans." He Yiming nodded slowly. After this interrogation, he finally understood many lingering questions.

Whenever the Thousand-Year Ice Island was about to manifest, the Divine Dao expert drifting in the Outer Seas would indiscriminately slaughter innocents, forcing the pitiful Outer Sea Saint Beasts into the Inner Seas. Though they harbored intense hatred for humans, they dared not hunt them wantonly due to the Divine Dao expert’s strength, limiting their attacks to only the Venerable masters among humanity.

Only when the Ice Island vanished and the Outer Seas returned to normal would these creatures return to their domain. All of this sounded utterly unbelievable, but looking at the submissive, motionless Saint Beast King before him, He Yiming knew that what it said must be the truth.