"Snow Dragon Island is just one island in the Yuanluo Sea area. There are many reefs surrounding this island, scattered everywhere. Legend has it that those reefs seem to be a natural ancient array. A formation master from our Cao family once came here and observed the reefs from above, saying the cluster of reefs resembled some kind of ancient, massive teleportation array.

"However, that's just a guess. He studied it for a long time but couldn't figure anything out. But legend says that for hundreds of years, some martial artists' ships sailing through the reefs would inexplicably vanish, never to be seen again. The reefs near this island really do seem to possess some kind of mysterious geography..." Cao Zhilan recounted, explaining the situation around Snow Dragon Island to Shi Yan. She seemed intimately familiar with the secrets of the Endless Sea; even the oddities of such a small island did not escape her keen observation.

Shi Yan listened, then slowly nodded, not pondering much further.

It was obvious that the Cao family's formation master had judged correctly about the reefs near Snow Dragon Island; there indeed was an ancient teleportation array here, otherwise, they wouldn't have descended directly here from the abandoned grounds of the Abyss Battlefield.

"Understood," Shi Yan thought for a moment and nodded to Chong Yurou.

Yurou smiled lightly, grabbed Cao Zhilan, and sent her away again.

Before long, Yurou stood beside Shi Yan once more. "Master, shall we go to Snow Dragon Island first?"

"Mm," the leader nodded. Shi Yan smiled and said to Yurou and Di Shan, "Your respective clans should take the Yin Fiend tribesmen who cannot fly. We will first find a place on Snow Dragon Island to settle down. Once I understand the situation in the Endless Sea, we can decide what to do next."

"Good."

Yurou and Di Shan responded simultaneously, then immediately began conferring with Yi Tianmo, Zha Meng, and Kaba.

Soon, Yurou returned, grasping Shi Yan's arm. "Everything is arranged. I've confirmed the locations. We can set off now, Master. Let me carry you."

"Mm."

Yurou stepped forward with a smile, reaching out her slender, pale hand to grip Shi Yan's arm. Spreading her wings, she broke through the air.

Many Wing Clan members, under the arrangements and orders of their respective leaders, reluctantly took charge of the Yin Fiend tribesmen. Every Wing Clan member possessed wings and the ability to fly, requiring no ships. These thousands of Yin Fiend and Wing Clan individuals began heading towards Snow Dragon Island.

"What about the Grey Wing Clan?" Shi Yan, being carried by Yurou, pondered for a moment and frowned. "Duolong is dead, and Hanlong was also killed by me. Many Grey Wing Clan members probably know I killed Hanlong. Now that the Grey Wing Clan has no chief, could there be any trouble?"

Yurou smiled lightly and whispered, "Don't worry. Although Duolong is dead, Di Shan and I have already selected the next Clan Chief for the Wing Clan. His name is Duomu; he is Duolong's cousin and possesses cultivation at the Second Heaven of the Celestial Rank. Duomu and Duolong never saw eye to eye; Duomu was always suppressed by Duolong within the Grey Wing Clan. Now that Duolong is dead, with Di Shan and me providing support, Duomu can easily become the Chief. We will find another time to explain the matter concerning you to him; there won't be any problems."

"Thank you," Shi Yan smiled. "I know that without you constantly working on my behalf, Di Shan wouldn't be so compliant, and those three—Yi Tianmo—wouldn't be so well-behaved. If it weren't for you, perhaps I would have been conveniently disposed of by Yi Tianmo and the others inside that mountain belly."

"Heh heh," the White Wing Clan Chief chuckled softly. "Helping you is helping our two clans, for the future of our two clans. The facts prove my judgment correct: without you, our two clans could never have survived coming out of that desolate land, nor would we ever have seen this magnificent starry sky."

Yurou looked up at the scattered, bright stars, her alluring face full of yearning. "This starry sky only ever appeared in dreams. I thought I would never see it in my lifetime..."

"Why work so hard to help me?" Shi Yan reached out and gently squeezed Yurou's fair, jade-like hand, tracing a circle with his finger, the corner of his mouth curved upward in a faint smile. "Have you fallen in love with me?"

A delicate blush crept over Yurou's beautiful face. She cast a watery glance at Shi Yan and chuckled softly. "You still haven't settled things with those few young girls. What, now you're thinking about me?"

Shi Yan was taken aback, then forced a dry laugh. "The time isn't right. I'm keeping them for now; that doesn't mean I won't eat them eventually. When I feel it's appropriate, I will swallow them one by one. But you are different..."

Yurou giggled softly, her voice gentle. "Although I serve you as Master, I won't willingly yield to you until you truly possess that kind of power. If you want me to truly acknowledge you, hehe, you are still far from it..."

"I am working hard at it," Shi Yan said, feeling pleasantly relaxed and delighted by this intimate exchange with the enchanting beauty.

As dawn broke.

Thousands of foreign tribesmen quietly descended into a rarely visited forest in the south of Snow Dragon Island. Before arriving, Yi Tianmo had released his divine sense to explore and found no human habitation, only some very low-level demonic beasts. After this discovery, the foreign tribesmen did not rush to leave but awaited their leader's command.

Deep within the forest, beneath a ten-meter-tall tree, Shi Yan took out the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Shuttle from his Illusionary Void Ring, tracing its surface and cautiously releasing his power to investigate.

Essence flooded into it, like a stone sinking into the sea, yielding no reaction whatsoever. The flying prism remained unchanged.

Shi Yan was stunned, then sent out his divine sense again. However, his sense plunged into it as if stuck in a swamp, gaining nothing and failing to detect any abnormality in the prism.

Legend held that the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Prism possessed the power to shatter all barriers, but without knowing how to use it, it was no different from scrap metal.

Since both essence and divine sense proved useless, Shi Yan felt a touch of helplessness. He then summoned Di Shan and the others, tossing the flying shuttle to Di Shan. "Take a look, see if there's anything special about it."

Di Shan frowned, grasping the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Prism and releasing his power. After sensing it for a while, he shook his head helplessly. "Our Wing Clan has no natural talent for spirit treasures. I can't see anything special, nor do I know how to use it." Saying this, Di Shan tossed the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Shuttle to Yi Tianmo. "You take a look. I heard you have some research in this area; perhaps you can discern something."

Yi Tianmo took the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Shuttle, closed his eyes, and slowly poured his powerful soul force into it.

Gradually, Yi Tianmo's expression grew more solemn, as if he had indeed found something. The soul power poured in intensified.

Shi Yan's eyes brightened, harboring secret anticipation.

After a long while, Yi Tianmo slowly retracted the soul power he had released and let out a soft breath. He spoke to Shi Yan, "Master, there is a Weapon Spirit inside. The Spirit is hidden very deeply and is unwilling to communicate with me. Although I could erase the Weapon Spirit, that is clearly not advisable, as the spirit treasure would lose its function once the Spirit is destroyed."

Shi Yan was surprised, then bitterly took the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Prism back, murmuring, "This is somewhat tricky. It's really difficult if I don't know how to use this thing..."

"Master," Di Shan suddenly exclaimed, his eyes shining slightly, as if recalling something.

"What?" Shi Yan looked up.

"The Undead Blood of the descendant of the Undying God-King should have special effects on various artifacts. This artifact's original master is dead; it's ownerless. Master, perhaps pouring your blood into it might reveal something. After all, your blood is vastly different from that of ordinary people," Di Shan said solemnly.

Shi Yan's expression froze, and his eyes gradually lit up.

He had heard Xuan Bing Han Yan mention this matter; the Undead Blood indeed possessed various miraculous effects, and repairing exotic treasures was one of its special functions. Although he couldn't refine his blood into true Undead Blood, his blood was still quite special, perhaps it could really bring about some change in the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Shuttle.

"I'll try," Shi Yan deliberated for a moment, then suddenly smiled. He bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Shuttle.

Unexpectedly.

Those drops of blood, falling onto the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Prism, seemed to sink into a sponge, being absorbed drop by drop by the shuttle.

After absorbing Shi Yan's blood, the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Prism gradually brightened, emitting a faint golden halo, seemingly coming slowly to life.

Shi Yan was moved. Before the wound on his finger healed, he bit it again, letting more blood drip down.

The Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Prism greedily absorbed Shi Yan's blood, growing brighter and brighter. After ten drops of blood disappeared into it, Shi Yan stopped, watched the wound on his finger gradually heal, then reached out and touched the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Shuttle again, injecting his essence.

The Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Prism suddenly burst forth with brilliant golden light. Amidst the dazzling gold, a power that warped space suddenly surged out from it.

Startled, he hastily retracted his essence, Shi Yan took a deep breath, and sank his divine sense into it.

"Your cultivation is too low; you cannot use me at all. Come back to communicate with me after you cultivate to the Nirvana Nest Realm," a faint mental message suddenly emerged from the Cloud-Soaring Sky-Breaking Shuttle. "My soul is also extremely weak and needs time to recover. I will enter hibernation now. Come and wake me when you reach the Nirvana Nest Realm. Farewell."

The connection broke.

Shi Yan's expression was dull. His divine sense circled within it for a while longer, still finding nothing.

After a long pause, he could only withdraw his divine sense helplessly, shaking his head with a wry smile. "Truly a strange artifact..."

"What happened?" Yurou asked with a sweet smile.

"The Weapon Spirit said my cultivation is too low—not yet at the Nirvana Nest Realm—and told me not to wake it."

"Ah, this proves one thing: this Weapon Spirit has at least acknowledged your identity. When you reach the Nirvana Nest Realm and possess greater power, perhaps you can truly wield this exotic treasure. Such things are normal; it's only natural that insufficient cultivation prevents the use of an exotic treasure," Yurou smiled gently.

"Nirvana Nest Realm..." Shi Yan murmured to himself, thinking privately: It doesn't seem like a very distant goal. I'll put it aside for now.