The matter of the Ethereal Pagoda’s master is something Carson Flores would naturally not divulge everywhere, as it involves significant consequences.

The peerless strongmen pursuing the master of the Ethereal Pagoda might easily be of Quasi-Saint level, and if the Dragon Mountain Sect is involved, it might implicate them as well.

The Dragon Mountain Sect possesses considerable strength in the Ten Thousand Immortals Domain, with fame and prestige; however, they cannot afford to provoke a Quasi-Saint.

The foremost strength of the Dragon Mountain Sect, Floating Cloud, stands powerless before Thyris Lucerne, clearly illustrating the terrifying gap between them.

One must bear their own burdens.

"Go, if you survive, we will meet again."

Carson Flores silently stepped into the Light Gate, and the scenery before him transformed into an entirely different world.

The three blazing suns were no longer in the sky, and the air was no longer scorching; towering peaks, dense forests, clear lakes, blue skies, and white clouds.

Profound River looked around and joyfully exclaimed, "We are back!"

Floating Cloud gave a nod, and after identifying the direction, said, "Let’s go, remember, we are new adventurers entering, not the batch who entered before."

Everyone naturally nodded, for if it were known that they were adventurers from the previous batch who made it back safely, they would be swarmed by countless seekers.

They proceeded southward, and after more than ten days, they reached the Secret Realm entrance and smoothly exited the realm.

The island was bustling with activity, even more so than when Carson Flores and the others had entered, packed with adventurers from all directions.

The refresh of the Secret Realm swallowed countless adventurers, but as the new realm world unfolded before everyone, adventurers swarmed in fearlessly from all directions.

"These people truly are daring; this Secret Realm is like a man-eating beast, wave after wave devouring the adventurers entering it, yet these people are fearless..."

Carson Flores softly sighed, "If the Secret Realm refreshes at this time, who knows how many people will be swallowed."

Floating Cloud calmly responded, "For wealth, people die; for food, birds perish. Most who enter this realm are loose cultivators; after all, such a freely accessible realm is scarce. To obtain better cultivation resources, they must risk their lives."

In a secluded place, Floating Cloud raised a finger, pointing at Draelor Loxley’s brow, breaking his Sea of Consciousness.

Though Draelor Loxley was in great pain, there was no resentment in his eyes, calmly accepting his fate.

He was lucky to be alive, already thanking heaven and earth.

Though his dream of immortality was shattered, at least with his Immortal Physique, living another few hundred years was entirely feasible.

"You should leave, keep your lips sealed; otherwise, the Heavenly Dao will punish you, turning you to ashes."

Draelor Loxley cupped his hands in salute and took out a Token from the Space Ring, handing it to Floating Cloud.

"I am grateful you did not abandon me in the Secret Realm. Now that I have no hope in immortal cultivation, I give this Convoker Token as a token of my gratitude."

Convoker Token?

Floating Cloud took the Token, examining it with curiosity, "What is this used for?"

Draelor Loxley, knowing that Floating Cloud and the others hailed from Eastern Radiance and were unfamiliar with North Sea matters, explained in detail, "The Convoker Token is a Pass Token for Immortal Gathering Island. When the island opens, the Token grants entry, allowing one to enjoy top-tier wine, top-tier beauties, and learn top-tier cultivation techniques..."

Carson Flores asked in surprise, "What do participants need to offer in return?"

Draelor Loxley shook his head, "They need not offer anything, just enjoy."

Carson Flores skeptically said, "There’s no such thing as a free lunch; no matter the motive, there must be some purpose."

Draelor Loxley laughed, "If there must be a purpose, it’s recruitment. However, if one is unwilling, they can refuse; the other party won’t force it."

Profound River inquired, "Being recruitment, those who acquire the Convoker Token must be either highly capable or of immense potential, correct? Why would ordinary cultivators catch their attention?"

Draelor Loxley nodded, "Indeed, Immortal Gathering Island employs Convoker Envoys. Over five hundred years, they travel the world with Convoker Tokens, giving them to those who are either powerful or have great potential, arranging for all to gather at the island when it opens."

"I acquired this Convoker Token by chance, not through a Convoker Envoy. Across five hundred years, some Token holders inevitably meet with accidents, leading to Tokens drifting outside."

Carson Flores understood, "Not being one of those invited, can one still enter Immortal Gathering Island with the Convoker Token and enjoy the same treatment?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Draelor Loxley nodded, "Yes, Immortal Gathering Island is generous and won’t fuss over such small matters. As they say, obtaining the Convoker Token means destiny has chosen you."

Flowing Cloud asked, "Did previous attendees of the Immortal Gathering Island gathering return safely?"

Draelor Loxley smiled, "Of course; however, if one joins the island upon invitation, they will naturally become part of the island and won’t leave."

After a pause, Draelor Loxley’s eyes glowed as he said, "Rumor has it the renowned Goddess of Dawn Light is also on the island. If I weren’t a ruined person, I would definitely go and see..."