Beyond the Borderless Sea, roaring thunder and lightning veiled the sky with an overcast.
"The Hidden Dragon Isle is about to open, they should be out any minute."
"I wonder what they would gain this time."
"The next time will be a century later. They only have this one chance."
"..."
The Elders who were waiting on their sect's disciples by the Borderless Sea looked to the sky with expectant eyes. The development of their sect in the next century rested on the shoulders of these disciples.
Only in Hidden Dragon Isle would there be valuable medicinal supplies to refine pills. Without medicinal supplies, there would not be any pills. Of course, this would eventually lead to the fall of a sect.
"Hehe, with the Milky Way Ring, Wuji must have harvested the most."