Chapter 115: A Million Catties of Divine Might, A Spear That Cleaves the Heavens!
Chapter 115: A Million Pounds of Divine Power, A Spear that Pierces Heaven and Earth!
Chapter 115: The Whalers Strike, Unrivaled Might!
On the sea’s surface, a hundred warships clashed fiercely. In mere moments, countless bodies lay strewn across the deck, blood spilled like rivers, and corpses sank beneath the waves.
The entire sea region echoed with cries of battle, smoke billowing to the heavens. Blood and fire raged, the conflict reaching a fever pitch.
“Die!”
Bai Xuanji led the second fleet’s ships, fighting desperately. Wearing his dark iron gloves that transformed into azure dragon claws, with a single swing he tore apart a formidable enemy whose vitality had broken through three times in an instant.
“Bai family scum! I’ll kill you!”
Another blood-refining expert from the Star-Hunting Pirates leapt forward. His vitality surged like a raging torrent, surpassing Bai Xuanji’s with the mastery of a Fourth Stream Grandmaster.
But Bai Xuanji blocked the enemy’s sword glow with two sharp clangs and shouted sharply, “Shoot!”
On his fleet’s ships were white jade crossbows forged by the Armor-Making Manor. Suddenly, dozens of crossbow bolts whizzed through the air, followed by hundreds more raining down in a relentless barrage.
The blood-refining expert’s expression changed drastically as he tried to evade. Fueled by battle fervor, he leapt onto the Kaiyang ship with no escape route. Within moments, three arrows pierced him, blood gushing like a river.
“Die, Azure Dragon Claw!”
Seizing the opportunity, Bai Xuanji engaged in close combat for over ten exchanges. With a crack, his Azure Dragon Claw crushed the enemy’s skull.
“Phew... finally won. I wonder how Bai Xuan’s side is doing.”
Bai Xuanji caught his breath and looked up, only to be stunned.
Worse still...
Since following the Broken Sea Abyss, sweeping through the East Sea almost invincibly, he had never encountered such a situation.
A hooded figure loomed, drawing a bow and shooting. Even when blood-refining experts intervened, the bowstring’s twang forced them to retreat, some even pinned alive in the sea, blood spilling out, turning into mist.
Yet in an instant, this warship, under Luan Shan’s watchful gaze, slaughtered two Star-Hunting Pirate vessels.
But now, the figure stood still, seemingly restrained?
Luan Shan watched as two Grandmasters joined forces but were defeated one by one by Bai Yuanian. The Wave Heavy Sword swept across all directions with overwhelming force.
At the battlefield’s edge, an ironwood warship charged forward. Each time it neared a Star-Hunting Pirate ship, a thunderous boom rang out as the whaling crossbow cannon fired, piercing the enemy’s hull and drawing closer steadily.
The puppet figure sat silently, holding the Thousand Souls Banner, offering no interference but coldly speaking in a woman’s voice.
Two other Grandmasters from the Wang and Liu families were advancing. Though aged and weakened, their vitality diminished, they still posed a deadly threat to half-step Grandmasters when pressing the line.
In mere moments, the entire pirate ship was bathed in blood; the deck resembled a river of crimson.
“Charge!”
Under repeated battles, the Ban Shan Army’s military equipment was far inferior to that of the Qian Shan Army. Now, in this naval war, they were no match.
Facing the Qian Shan fleet, the Ban Shan Army was steadily retreating, their ships burning and drenched in blood.
“Damn it!”
Bai Xuanji spotted three or four Star-Hunting Pirate warships drifting lifelessly with the waves, already massacred without a trace of life.
“Who did this?”
Nearby, on another ship, dozens of Star-Hunting Pirates were moving a massive crossbow cannon crafted from refined iron essence, its bowstring made from the sinews of a rare sea monster capable of slicing steel.
With a thunderous roar, a terrifying bolt shot from the cannon, aimed at the ironwood warship, on the verge of piercing it through.
Bai Xuanji’s heart raced in astonishment.
...
“I, the Ban Shan Army, am no match for the Qian Shan Army? Their training is ruthless; I bet their armories are empty, their ledgers barren, to equip soldiers so thoroughly from head to toe!”
“Fools.”
“Lord Luo, the Ban Shan Army is doomed; I must intervene!”
He and two blood-refining experts launched a combined assault, arrows flying in unison, forcing Bai Ehou to retreat. Bai Ehou flickered like the wind, blowing away the arrows. Two thunderous strikes instantly repelled two enemies, one losing an arm with a horrified scream.
Luan Shan’s gaze darkened.
As he vanished, a fury surged within him.
The one above leapt forth, slaughtering mercilessly. Wherever the blade touched, pirates fell like grass, their bodies strewn across the deck in an instant.
In conquest, it was impossible not to reward soldiers with silver, but without the Armor-Making Manor, Luan Shan cared little for his troops. He believed that as long as his Grandmasters swept invincibly, the men below could seize islands and slaughter dissenters sufficiently.
On the Star-Hunting Pirate flagship,
the figure moved at last, vanishing with a booming explosion, leaving behind a single phrase.
Luan Shan stood unmoving, guarding the puppet behind him, deeply troubled.
...
Luan Shan led the Ban Shan Army, a relatively formidable faction among the Star-Hunting Pirates, his elite forces.
“How could such a master be lurking among the Qian Shan Army, waiting to strike?”
The ironwood warship’s slaughter was too swift; even Grandmasters struggled. If the Ban Shan Army perished entirely, could he alone, even after defeating Bai Yuanian, massacre over a hundred thousand on the island?
“My Grandmasters are restrained. At this rate, even this single warship could slaughter all my men!”
A Star-Hunting Pirate ship drifted near the Kaiyang, its deck littered with torn corpses, utterly silent. Blood-streaked blade marks marred its surface.
Across the sea, Star-Hunting Pirate ships were being slaughtered one by one. The Tun Hai ship prowled the battlefield’s edge, annihilating enemy vessels.
Whoosh!
A feathered arrow shot through the air, striking with a resonant clang. A terrifying condensed vitality burst forth in the arrow, shaking the target apart before plunging into the sea with a hiss.
The puppet stirred; the Thousand Souls Banner rolled up, sliding backward as a talisman appeared, and the figure vanished into thin air.
This battle was supposed to be a decisive victory!
He had more than a 90% chance to sweep through. Moreover, the Sea God Cult’s leader had been chosen, freeing hands and dispatching over ten warships. Even a Sea God Cult Grandmaster served under him.
“This can’t continue.”
Luan Shan observed clearly.
“Brother Bai Ehou, we’ve come to aid you!”
Among the Ban Shan Army were not only two defected Grandmasters but also his deputy commander, a capable man who couldn’t join the chieftains but wielded considerable power. Now, he faced Bai Ehou.
The naval battle raged, hundreds of ships clashing, the tide of victory shifting.
“They’re truly unreliable... these warriors, not one with sense.”
“However, many Ban Shan Army warriors have fallen in the formation. These battle souls in hand suffice for me to unleash the Shadow Thunder.”
Luo Xianshi’s puppet was utterly indifferent.
To her, all soldiers here, friend or foe, were mere expendables.
Her sole focus was the hidden presence deep within the cosmic battlefield. She was gathering strength, knowing she had only one chance to strike.
“One strike will be enough to kill that thing.”
...
Boom!
Luan Shan stepped forward, six rivers of vitality surging forth with earth-shaking force. Pressure radiated in all directions, shaking the sea like a rising wildfire, filling the surrounding waters with a terrifying might felt by all martial artists.
“Luan Shan has made his move!”
“Danger! The Six-River Grandmaster has arrived!”
Across the sea, all Grandmasters paled. Bai Yuanian’s expression grew grim as he brandished the Wave Heavy Sword, releasing a terrifying power.
The Triple River vitality was formidable, capable of dominating a sea region.
Yet, compared to the dreadful pressure of the Six-River Grandmaster, Bai Yuanian’s vitality was clearly suppressed, forced low. The faint waves of his power were swept aside, struggling to hold firm.
In its place rose a pillar of ominous yellow energy, thick and heavy, shooting skyward like a heavenly column, suffusing the sea with oppressive dread.
Vitality rivers of Grandmasters could not simply destroy warships from afar, nor summon storms to sweep the sea. Thus, Luan Shan’s vitality was an intangible pressure. Even so, it inspired an overwhelming fear.
“Mountain-Moving Giant Ape!”
Bai Yuanian’s face darkened as he spat these words with great weight.
Few could convert their vitality into raw power like this. Luan Shan’s cultivation was inherited from ancient visions passed down from the depths of the Chaotic Sea.
It was said his divine strength now exceeded over a hundred thousand pounds. With every movement, he could shake divine weapons and effortlessly shatter condensed vitality!
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
At the moment his terrifying vitality pressure erupted, Luan Shan took a step forward, accelerating with a roar, becoming a blur and leaping over a hundred meters. Another step on the sea stirred towering waves as he charged toward the Tun Hai ship.
Elsewhere,
“Tun Hai ship?”
Amid fierce combat, Bai Ehou’s eyes widened in shock and anxiety.
“No! It can’t be Bai Xuan... it can’t be Bai Xuan!”
In an instant, he transformed into his tiger aspect, robbing his opponents of speed. The three enemies knew Luan Shan was about to strike; they had to block him!
“No escape!”
The leading Grandmaster shouted, unleashing a terrifying technique. His blood blazed as he became multiple illusions, tendrils appearing on his face.
“Sea God’s Protection, break it!”
He revealed his origins—also a Sea God Cult member. With his Grandmaster-level Sea God Protection, his speed was unparalleled, successfully halting Bai Ehou.
...
“Die!”
Luan Shan moved without hesitation, swiftly closing in on the Tun Hai ship.
His first target was Yi Yuan, the master archer aboard.
This archer could kill enemies from kilometers away with feathered arrows. Even Grandmasters feared him. Aside from Bai Yuanian, he was the most dangerous enemy at sea.
Moreover, on the Tun Hai ship...
“This captain’s slaughter efficiency is extraordinary. His blade techniques are masterful, wiping out entire ships in moments. Even Grandmasters don’t kill this fast.”
Luan Shan’s speed was incredible. Before reaching the Tun Hai ship, his cold eyes glinted with fury.
“You die as well!”
He pointed with a single finger. A surge of vitality condensed into a thick pillar, etched with deep fingerprint-like patterns resembling runes, aimed at Bai Xuan.
Boom!
Before all eyes, Bai Xuan was struck by the finger’s power and vanished beneath the vast sea.
“No!”
From afar, Bai Ehou’s eyes turned blood-red. Furious, he transformed into his tiger aspect and vanished, pushing his speed to the limit.
“He’s going all out.”
The two half-step Grandmasters were horrified. Though the tiger aspect’s defense was weakest now, attacking such a barely visible enemy at full strength was madness.
Their first reaction was to retreat, but two booming sounds followed. They were caught by tiger claws and exploded into blood mist.
“This speed… we can’t stop him!”
The remaining Grandmaster was fast but no match for Bai Ehou’s burst. Swinging twin swords, he shielded himself with sword light but couldn’t block the charge.
“Hm?”
Luan Shan’s finger struck, sending the young captain into the sea. Turning, he saw Bai Ehou hurtling toward him at a terrifying speed, almost invisible.
...
Underwater.
Boom!
Bai Xuan plunged dozens of meters deep. The fierce finger strike faded away.
“Such formidable finger strength. This man’s power is undoubtedly among the strongest I’ve encountered.”
However,
Bai Xuan’s expression was indifferent.
“You left that Immortal Master? Then you have only death ahead.”
Seeing Bai Ehou’s silhouette, he wasted no time.
Crack!
His body shifted, bones elongating and skin twisting. From the mysterious shadow pouch, he drew a deep, obsidian spear and gripped it tightly.
All in an instant.
Boom!
Bai Xuan vanished beneath the waves.
...
On the sea.
“Bai Ehou is desperate? But against absolute strength, desperation is futile. Both Bai family Grandmasters shall die here!”
Luan Shan roared without hesitation. The rising yellow energy swirled around him as he transformed into a five-meter giant ape. Wielding an enormous, thickened club, he prepared to strike Bai Ehou.
But—
At that moment,
From the corner of Luan Shan’s eye, the sea suddenly parted. A spear silhouette shot closer, growing larger until it filled his entire vision, emitting a whistling sound like a mountain moving—ominous and overwhelming.
Boom!
A thunderous roar echoed across the sea as if a cloud bomb exploded. Ten-meter-high waves surged, and Luan Shan, like a cannonball with a blurred form, became a white streak that pierced a Star-Hunting Pirate warship, entering from one side and bursting through another, blasting through two ships at once!
At that moment, the giant ape form’s arms shattered, half his body quaking and blurring. His massive club was nearly dropped.
“Mountain-Moving Giant Ape?”
The figure burst from the water, stepping on the waves. With a spear thrust, a fierce wind swept across the sea, stirring several-meter-high waves, sweeping far and wide.
On over a hundred warships, all felt the fierce gust. They saw the terrifying figure standing between sea and sky, holding the deep obsidian spear.
(End of Chapter)