It's no longer safe to casually go on the sea.
Han Yu was afraid that if he showed his face, he might directly end up face-to-face with those three old guys, making things a lot more interesting.
Moreover, the effect of the mist might not last long. He feared that if the mist was suddenly withdrawn by Ping, exposing him defenselessly in the void, getting caught again might not be so lucky.
"Maybe find a place to hide for now?"
The Artifact Spirit muttered.
The problem is, where can you find a hiding spot in this godforsaken place? An island? Don't kid yourself; landing on one might just get you right into trouble.
He's been back and forth, and hasn't found any uninhabited islands.
"Actually, there is."
The Artifact Spirit's expression was peculiar. If he remembered correctly, he buried a soul fragment on a deserted island a few days ago. Who knows what miraculous events might occur in the Spiritual Treasure's earthly body?
