The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1568

"All right, we'll talk about it when we get back," Damian agreed. And then, he did something marvelous.

He waved his hand in a quick swish-and-flick motion, and the next moment, a piece of some animal bone, carved with numerous mysterious symbols, appeared in it. It somehow seemed to be filled with a sort of purplish light. It didn't stay that way for long. Within seconds, it grew to more than twenty meters long and ten meters wide. And then it came to a rest in midair.

Though everyone was intrigued, they jumped inside it following Damian's lead.

Meanwhile, the men and women of the Deep Sea Commercial House were preparing to leave as well. But theirs was nothing as exotic as a bone. It was a huge battleship that was gently swaying in the waters.

Before the battleship started on its journey, Stacy looked in the direction of the cultivators who had come there from the Flame Holy Land, and her eyes came to rest on Austin longingly.

Sensing her gaze, Austin turned around and gave her a gentle smile. They had shared an adventure together and it was sad to see her leave.

"Will we ever see each other again?"

Austin suddenly heard Stacy's soft and expectant voice in his Soul Sea.

"Maybe. You never know what life has in store for us. If it's our destiny. We'll definitely see each other again,"

Austin assured her in a gentle voice.

"Let's not leave anything to chance. Here, I'll give you my token.

The Deep Sea Commercial House is spread over the whole East Mainland. If you want to find me sometime, just take this token to one of our branches. They will pass on your message to me," Stacy told him, and he saw her slightly wave her white hand.

Then, a stream of soft, white light flew from her hand towards Austin and stopped in the air in front of him.

Austin was then stunned by an object's sudden appearance in his hands. It was a purple jade badge that worked much like an id-card.

"Sure thing."

He softly grabbed the jade badge and solemnly put it away inside his Space Ring. Friendship, after all, was a precious treasure and this badge was the map.

He was done just in time. As soon as he put it away, the animal bone he was standing on turned into a stream of light and left the platform.

Behind that, the battleship of the Deep Sea Commercial House also disappeared in the distant sky, turning very soon into nothing but a far-away point.

Then more and more elders and stewards of the remaining sects also began to leave the platform, along with their disciples.

However, the three men from the three Holy Lands were still waiting, floating high above the platform.

In fact, numerous elders and stewards of other sects were also still waiting.

By this time, the number of people who were rushing out of the Wild Herb Valley had begun to decrease, and the crowd had dissipated.

"It's strange that the disciples of our Vasteras Holy Land haven't come out yet. What is going on?

Are they known to delay like this all the time?" a golden haired man from the Vasteras Holy Land doubtfully remarked to his colleague.

"Well, I think that the disciples from our three Holy Lands went deepest into the Wild Herb Valley to collect herbs. So I guess they're farthest from the exit.

Which means it's pretty normal for them to come out much after the others." A strongly built man from the Rudimentary Holy Land tried to find an explanation.

"Mmm hmm, we must be patient. There are still about two hours before the Wild Herb Valley closes.

They still have plenty of time to leave. We don't need to rush them.

And we already know that there is a large quantity of high-grade herbs in the valley, which means that it will be worth the wait.

They may not be willing to come out.

Ha-ha, these guys are giving us quite a headache," stated a white-robed man of the Arcane Holy Land, laughing out loud.

However, one middle-aged man, who was wearing an anxious look on his face, was pacing back and forth on the platform, much like an ant on a hot pan. He seemed to be really worried about something.

"It's strange! Why hasn't anyone from our Primordial Sect come out yet?" he muttered to himself.

"Damn it, we've been waiting for so long now. Why hasn't someone come out yet?" an old man, clad in a red robe, who belonged to the Scorching Blade Sect roared furiously.

He was staring at the entrance to the Wild Herb Valley, his body shining with a faint blade-like light of white.

"What the hell are those bastards doing in there? The valley is going to be closed in a couple of hours and it's so large! How would they get out!

You know what? Let them come late! I'll teach them a lesson myself.

They have no sense of priority at all," muttered a tall and scrawny middle-aged man to himself angrily.

The platform was filled with fretting people now. In addition to the people from the three Holy Lands, elders and stewards from over ten sects were still there on the platform, waiting eagerly for the disciples of their respective sects to come out. Since it was very late and the crowd had begun to shallow out, they were getting worried.

Of those sects, six or seven were of the first rank, and the remaining were at the second or third rank in the East Mainland.

However, no matter what the intensity of their anxiousness, fewer and fewer people came out of the Wild Herb Valley, and no sign of their disciples ever came.