"I'm truly sorry for keeping you waiting so long."

As soon as the Guangming City Lord, "Chen Jingyang," saw Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao, he immediately apologized with a face full of apologies.

"It's okay, it's okay, we all understand."

Facing a ninth-level elemental judge, Tang Yunqing didn't dare to be too loud, but Ye Luyao, who was beside him, had her dissatisfaction written all over her face.

Her dissatisfaction was justified, and she knew that this Guangming City Lord wasn't helping them.

Half a year ago, when the two were still in Truth City, she had heard Qi Lin say that in order for him to arrive safely at the Sacred Clear Sea, the Law Domain had paid a great price for the Blue Domain. Helping for free and accepting money for help were two different things.

Tang Yunqing also understood this truth, but after all, he was under a roof and had to keep his head down.

"I'll take you to the harbor now to embark on the Sacred Sun." The Guangming City Lord was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly led the two to the harbor, giving them sufficient face along the way.

Tang Yunqing was born in the human world, and it was not easy to understand that a ninth-level element judge could achieve such a feat. However, Tang Yunqing was born in the endless blue sea, and there were countless ninth-level beings in the clan. So, what kind of attitude did he have towards the Guangming City Lord? This made the Guangming City Lord a little curious about Ye Luyao's identity, and he guessed in his heart that he must be the heir of a very important figure in the law domain. Otherwise, he would not have developed such a character.

With the Guangming City Lord leading the way, the two soon arrived at "Kinguang Port" located in the north of the city. As a port city, Guangming City had more than a dozen ports, of which Mingguang Port was the most inconspicuous, the smallest public account with the smallest flow of ships: the Ultimate Douluo and the Pearl of Shenlan Qiyu Wushuang's physical book, the fastest update. The reason Mingguang Port was originally established was to facilitate the viewing of the sacred Chenghai. However, over the years, the Guangming Clan had not established diplomatic relations with the Blue Domain Terran, so this port was essentially idle, used only by a few explorers, or by those with special needs like Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao.

When Tang Yunqing and the three of them arrived at Mingguang Harbor, there were only a dozen adventurers, but in front of the massive steamship, over ten meters tall, on the west side of the harbor, hundreds of crew members were bustling about, either carrying goods or resting and chatting.

This giant ship was the Mingguang. Most of its materials were taken from a ship that had reached the Sacred Clear Sea over two hundred years ago. Its core was ten elemental stones of the light element, which could help the Mingguang withstand high temperatures and propel it forward quickly. Under the introduction of the Guangming City Lord, Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao met with the main crew of the Mingguang. The Guangming City Lord then appeared and urged the ten elemental stones to burn with ninth-order power, releasing their own light element.

After all this, the Guangming City Lord completed his task, immediately bid farewell to the two of them, disembarked the ship, and departed.

During the brief time he spent with the Guangming City Lord, Tang Yunqing learned from him that the fall of the Guangming Divine Bird involved a very serious event that would likely shake the foundations of Guangming City, necessitating a race against time.

The time he sent the two of them to Mingguang had taken up his only rest of the week.

"What's so serious..."

Looking at the distant figure of the Guangming City Lord, Tang Yunqing frowned, slightly confused.

Ye Luyao prayed, "I hope it won't affect... us."

But he also knew that it was just a fantasy.

If the Divine Bird of Light had fallen, it might have been a coincidence, but with the fact that the Guangming Clan's saint had come to the Guangming Clan, it couldn't have been a coincidence.

Ye Luyao was just thinking about the Bright Divine Bird when he noticed a gaze staring at him. He turned around and saw that not far from Mingguang, on the deck of a medium-sized ship anchored on the shore, the Holy Maiden of Light he and Tang Yunqing had seen earlier was staring at them calmly, her eyes cold.

Tang Yunqing also saw her and felt her hostility and killing intent grow slightly heavier. Logically speaking, the Guangming race wasn't a race of assassins; they were simply arrogant and unwilling to have too much contact with humans, but they had never heard of their style of killing at will.

The ominous premonition in his heart grew even more intense.

"Ugh..."

With the loud sound of the ship, Mingguang slowly broke through the seawater and sailed out of the harbor. Before it did, the Saint of Light ship had also set sail.

Traveling north from Mingguang Harbor, there were hundreds or even thousands of densely populated small islands, once inhabited by a large number of Blue Domain humans. These islands contained abundant light element materials and cultivation resources, and were the most important resource reservoirs in Guangming City. However, over two hundred years later, most of these islands were deserted and no longer inhabited. However, Tang Yunqing keenly noticed that there seemed to be abnormal fluctuations in the light element on these small islands.

Tang Yunqing wasn't particularly sensitive to light elements. Even with his exploration eye, he couldn't see much, and he didn't have time to explore carefully. So he could only give up temporarily and return to his cabin to write.

This period of going out to sea would be the most dangerous for Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao. They were now in the endless blue sea. Although far from Sea Dragon Emperor City and the sphere of influence of many higher sea races, they still had to be cautious. After all, the being who instigated the rebellion was an eleventh-level Moon God, and there were countless god-level powerhouses from the demon race.

In this situation, they could no longer continue practicing, could not induce dragon power, could not use the Sea Dragon Balls, and could only write books or do other time-consuming things.

For Tang Yunqing, writing books was also a form of exercise, but for Ye Luyao, this period of time was extremely tedious, boring to the point of death. In the end, he had to calm down and write something leisurely.

In the blink of an eye, it had been three days since Mingguang set out to sea.

As Mingguang moved further and further away from Guangming City, the pure light element decreased, while the light element with a hint of divine aura increased rapidly. This meant that they were about to sail out of Guangming City's range and into the edge area truly controlled by the Holy City.

That afternoon, Tang Yunqing was writing down some deeds of the dragon clan recorded in the demon clan when he suddenly noticed three extremely powerful auras rising, and the next moment, a loud shout rang out from Mingguang.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao were shocked and immediately rushed out of the cabin and onto the crowded deck. They saw three women wearing golden tulle skirts and pale golden wings in the air directly opposite the bow of the ship.

"Light Saintess!"

Tang Yunqing frowned, and Ye Luyao, beside her, also had a headache.

They had gone to Sacred Chenghai to seek the help of the Guangming Clan, and it was unwise to conflict with the Guangming Clan's saintess.

"The Bright Clan does not welcome humans!" The Light Saintess's voice was cold.

"We come with sincerity."

Tang Yunqing stood at the bow of the ship and shouted loudly, "Given the current situation, your clan also needs our help."

"The Light Race does not need the help of the Human Race." The Light Saintess clearly didn't want to say anything more to Tang Yunqing and said coldly, "I'll give you ten minutes to turn the ship around, otherwise..."

Before he could finish speaking, he gently pulled his right hand towards the sky and actually pulled out a sword hilt. The hilt was golden, and its long body was a light and extremely bright light.

Divine light!

"Boom!"

I saw the Saint of Light lightly swipe towards Mingguang, and a bottomless sea cliff suddenly appeared, and a vast ocean flowed frantically towards the cliff, plunging into the depths without a trace.

This light saint's sword technique was truly amazing!

Tang Yunqing's pupils suddenly shrank. This saint of light was at least a mid-level "Ming Sheng" at the peak of the eighth level, and he was only one step away from reaching the high-level "Ming Sheng" of the ninth level! And as a saint of the Guangming Clan, he had to be in charge of one or two sacred relics. With his ninth-level strength, coupled with his two bodyguards who also seemed to have eighth-level strength, it was probably impossible to defeat them.

Furthermore, even if the two of them could defeat the Saint of Light head-on, they couldn't do this. Otherwise, how could they go to the Guangming Clan patriarch for help and cooperation? Tang Yunqing and Ye Luyao fell into a dilemma for a moment.

The crew on Mingguang saw the Guangming Tribe for the first time in their lives and discovered their extreme hostility. They all felt devastated and immediately retreated. The Guangming Tribe was a top race, as renowned as the Huoli Tribe and the Shuhai Tribe during the Cataclysm Period, and they were not an existence the Blue Domain Human Race could afford to provoke.

"We can't go any further."

"No, we can't retreat. We must head for the Sacred Clear Sea!" ”

Yuan Yang had an unbearable price, and so did Tang Yunqing.

If he couldn't go to Sacred Chenghai to seek the Light Clan's help, and if he couldn't save the Sea Dragon Clan in the Lost Lands, then the Sea Dragon Emperor in the Endless Blue Sea would undoubtedly be defeated, and then the Demon Clan would control the entire Endless Blue Sea, and the Human Race of the Three Regions would only fall in a matter of time.

This was far more important than offending the Light Clan.

"I refuse." Yuan Yang shook his head.

"You can't refuse." Tang Yunqing looked at him and said, "The one who sent us to Sacred Chenghai is your Guangming City Lord. That's what your Blue Domain executives promised. You must keep your promise, otherwise, I will 'let' you keep your promise." After saying that, Tang Yunqing looked into his eyes again, "Believe me, I don't want to do this, but if there's no other way, then I have to."

Tang Yunqing's threat made Yuan Yang frown. Just as he was about to sneer, he suddenly felt a chill. He turned his head to look, only to see Ye Luyao staring at him. calmly.

Staring into Ye Luyao's eyes, a thick fear surged from Yuan Yang's heart.

After Tang Yunqing finished speaking, he ignored Yuan Yang. Instead, he turned around and looked at the Holy Maiden of Light in the distance, saying, "I can't retreat. I must see your patriarch."

As those words fell, the temperature of the sea area rose sharply, and the seawater boiled with a gurgling sound.