Sun Xu said, "This girl's name is Xiao Zixuan, and the Dragon Team is currently under orders from the higher-ups to protect her, but this girl is a bit of trouble."

"Trouble?" Lin Chen was startled.

Sun Xu gave a bitter smile, "None of the bodyguards we sent have stayed by her side for a full three days; all of them have been chased away by her for various reasons."

"There's actually such a matter?" Lin Chen was surprised.

"I really don't understand what the higher-ups are thinking, wasting Dragon Team's manpower to protect this kind of missy," Sun Xu said despondently.

"Hehe, I see, show me her information," Lin Chen said with a smile.

Lin Chen glanced over Xiao Zixuan's file, "This girl doesn't seem to have anything special about her, and she has absolutely no connection with me either. How could my secret be with this girl?"

Lin Chen stood up with a puzzled look, just as he was about to leave, when Sun Xu suddenly asked, "How's Anna? Can she recover her memory?"

Lin Chen smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, I've already found a solution. She's in recovery now, and she should be getting better soon."

This time, the Telepathy Flowers Lin Chen brought back from the Spiritual Spring had all been refined into powder, part of which was used to make a special medicine for Anna, and the rest was used to help Wu Feng's soul recover.

Anna's condition was relatively good; with the help of the Telepathy Flowers, she had already regained part of her memory, but Wu Feng was still in a deep sleep.

Just then, Lin Chen's cell phone suddenly rang, and a deep, breathy voice came through, "Sovereign, this is Tu Qiang. Evil Spirit Island is surrounded by a bunch of guys, come and save us."

"What?" Hearing Tu Qiang's words, Lin Chen's face instantly changed.

Evil Spirit Island was entrusted to him by Wu Feng, who had even ruined his own soul to protect it. If anything happened to the brothers on Evil Spirit Island, Lin Chen would have no face to see Wu Feng again.

"Tu Qiang, hold on, I'm on my way. Give me two hours," Lin Chen said urgently.

"Hmm, the brothers should be able to hold on for two hours. I've got to go, those guys are starting their attack." Accompanied by a burst of shouting, Tu Qiang hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Chen immediately dialed Qiao Yong's number.

"Qiao Yong, book me a business jet, one that allows for skydiving, no matter the cost, the faster the better."

"Got it!" Qiao Yong said with a grave voice.

After that, Lin Chen hastily drove to the airport.

Halfway there, Qiao Yong called back, the plane had been booked and was ready to take off at any time.

Lin Chen also contacted Hei Mo, Jin Long, Zhao Xiaohua, and Tang Bao'er to meet at the airport.

The plane took off quickly, and Lin Chen briefly informed everyone about the attack on Evil Spirit Island.

Although Lin Chen attempted to contact Tu Qiang via satellite phone, there was no response.

This made Lin Chen even more anxious. Two hours later, the plane was finally not far from the coordinates.

Evil Spirit Island was a solitary island in the sea, surrounded by water on all sides, but the island was rich in vegetation and had a very pleasant environment.

Now, however, Evil Spirit Island had unwelcome guests—these people were all ability-users, and there were many of them, each one's strength was formidable.

"Who are you to dare trespass on Evil Spirit Island?" Tu Qiang looked at these people with an extremely ugly expression.

The strength of most of these people was at the Nascent Soul Realm, and leading them were three high-ranked experts from the Innate Realm.

"Tsk, tsk, your island isn't bad, from now on, it belongs to us. Those who are smart will surrender and become our slaves; otherwise, we will show no mercy," said the young man with golden hair, his voice cold and indifferent.

What!

The words of the golden-haired young man made Tu Qiang and the people of Evil Spirit Island behind him grimace.

Tu Qiang said coldly, "We only serve the great spirit of Evil Spirit Island. The thought that we would become slaves is utterly delusional."

Hearing Tu Qiang's words, the golden-haired young man suddenly burst into laughter, "Since that is the case, you can all go to die. Slaughter the island, leave no one alive!"

Slaughter the island!

Upon hearing the words of the golden-haired young man, everyone's expressions turned even more unsightly.

They had been entrenched on Evil Spirit Island for seven or eight years, notorious in the surrounding areas. Nobody dared to provoke them, yet now these people actually wanted to slaughter the island.

"Hmph, you really think our Evil Spirit Island is made of mud? The evil spirits of our Evil Spirit Island aren't something you can just slaughter on a whim," Tu Qiang shouted in anger.

At that moment, every evil spirit on Evil Spirit Island showed a look of fury on their faces. Each of them was hardened by countless battles of life and death, filled with the pride of warriors, preferring death with dignity to the humiliation of surrender.

Hearing Tu Qiang's words, the golden-haired young man laughed again, "Wherever our Red Cross Legion goes, there is only submission or death. Since you choose death, I will grant it to you."

As soon as his voice fell, the psychics behind the golden-haired young man, shouting in English, roared, "Kill these pigs, kill them, kill, kill, kill!"

In an instant, the island was engulfed by a murderous aura, and howls echoed across the island, sending shivers down anyone who heard them.

Feeling the overwhelming momentum, the people of Evil Spirit Island wore a grave expression on their faces.

The evil spirits of Evil Spirit Island had fought many big and small battles, but this was the first time they had faced such formidable opponents.

With a hint of resolution in his eyes, Tu Qiang spoke to the evil spirits behind him, "My friends, there is not a single coward among the evil spirits of our island, nor will we serve as slaves to others. We are warriors, we are evil spirits, even if we fight to the last drop of blood, we will never surrender."

"That's right, we will never surrender," hearing Tu Qiang's words, the evil spirits were brimming with fighting spirit, determination to fight to the death written on every face.

The golden-haired young man watched the high-spirited evil spirits with a cold gaze, suddenly sneered, "You Chinese really are foolish. Since you seek death, I will oblige you. Attack, spare no one."

With a wave of the golden-haired young man's hand, his legion of the cross charged like fierce tigers descending the mountain, pouncing towards the people of Evil Spirit Island.

Each of these men was brimming with a murderous aura, their faces twisted with bloodlust.

Yet, the evil spirits of Evil Spirit Island, fearless, charged with a will to fight to the death, faced the Crusade head-on.

For a moment, the whole Evil Spirit Island was filled with shouts of battle and flashing blades.

However, as soon as the two forces clashed, Evil Spirit Island was completely overwhelmed.

The Crusade held the advantage in both strength and numbers. As the battle began, Evil Spirit Island flowed with rivers of blood, with evil spirits constantly falling to the enemy.

One after another, the figures of the evil spirits fell, but their faces were resolute, launching one last crazed attack even in the face of death.

Some bit off the ears of their opponents, others chose to self-destruct; in an instant, Evil Spirit Island was shrouded in the scent of blood.

Watching his fellow evil spirits fall one after another, Tu Qiang's expression grew darker and darker.

A blood knife appeared in his hand, and determination was evident in Tu Qiang's eyes, "As long as the island stands, its people stand; if the island falls, its people fall. Spiritual Lord, I hope you can really make it in time."