C775 The Face of the Divine Valley

For some time, the Dragon King lay in silent vigil behind the island, its gaze fixed on the sea. What secrets lay beyond the veil of white fog? Yet, after a week of watchful observation, not a soul emerged from its shrouded depths, which was quite perplexing.

Yang Rui began to doubt his own judgment. The Wishing Compass had pointed directly behind the fog, to the Divine Valley