Ye Xinglan had always been observing this archipelago. She was searching for the island that resembled the one on the map provided by the academy.
As they looked in the direction of her pointing finger, there was indeed a larger island that was similar to the one on the map.
There was no need for Tang Wulin to give an order. Yue Zhengyu and Yuanen Yehui had already adjusted their directions and they glided toward the island.
They were currently about a few thousand meters in the sky and were descending slowly. Suddenly, the seven of them felt their bodies tremble at the same time. It was as if some invisible object had propped them up for a moment. Shortly after, the space around them distorted slightly for a brief moment. They then continued their gradual descent.
For a passing moment, Tang Wulin and the others felt a little confused. However, on the Northsea Army Corps' radars, the seven of them had vanished.