Chapter 117: The Return of the Whale Hunter, Leader of the Thousand Mountain Army!

Chapter 117: The Whale Hunter Returns, the Dragon Head of the Thousand Mountains Army!
Chapter 117: Thousand-Soul Yin Thunder! The Might of the Flood Dragon Tail!

"Lord Duan Haiyuan has struck, yet the blow Master Luo sealed within this talisman failed to repel him? Impossible! This is like the reincarnation of an ancient demon; I must flee!"

Luan Shan was seized by madness.

With nothing but the raw, divine strength of his physical body, he had been soundly defeated, and even Duan Haiyuan’s blood-essence talisman had been split asunder!

"He is simply another Lord Duan Haiyuan... I must escape!"

Luan Shan, missing an arm, moved his body and retreated frantically, desperate to flee this place. Even if it meant abandoning the Mountain-Moving Army, he had to survive!

"Luan Shan has been defeated!"

Bai Yuan-nian roared, the weariness of age vanished from him, replaced by overwhelming joy. But at that very moment, his expression shifted drastically.

"No, this feeling..."

Boom!

At that instant, every grandmaster in the sea area felt their expression change as a terrifying power of heaven and earth began to coalesce, sweeping across the sea like a freezing gale.

Only Bai Xuan’s expression remained unchanged. He could feel this momentum of heaven and earth, and he could see the shift in the spiritual light; everything was within his expectations.

"The momentum of heaven and earth, channeled into a spear, burdened with hundreds of thousands of pounds of divine strength—truly like the reincarnation of a great demon. Regardless of what you are, you will die here today."

A cold, indifferent female voice rang out.

Boom!

Giant waves tens of meters high erupted across the surface of the sea. A flash of lightning tore through the air; as it passed over a pirate warship, the entire crew was instantly reduced to ash. With a thunderous crack, the ship itself splintered, shattered into pieces.

A single thunderous boom, tearing through the sky!

Boom!

Bai Xuan moved, vanishing from where he stood. In a blink, he crossed hundreds of meters, reaching a terrifying speed, closing in on the long banner!

"Thousand-Soul Yin Thunder!"

For a hundred-meter radius, the sea surface instantly surged with pure ice, dozens of meters thick, sealing everything, freezing even the soul!

"Thousand-Soul Yin Thunder... to use this to kill you, you should be proud!"

It happened in a split second; the speed of the lightning was inconceivable. Any soul on the sea illuminated by that light could not even react.

With a deafening roar, Bai Xuan was struck. The lightning burst forth, plunging into the water, causing the entire sea to erupt and instantly freeze!

Inside the banner rotated a thunderbolt, perfectly round like an egg, deep and profound. Thousands of mysterious runes swirled within it, and with one turn, it vanished.

"Too much talk."

Bai Xuan’s cold, low voice interrupted her.

...

Within the ice.

Grandmasters like Bai Yuan-nian naturally kept their blood energy roaring to resist the terrifying sensation. But ordinary half-step grandmasters could not match that power; expressions of sheer terror appeared on their faces as if they were being frozen solid!

Visible to the eye, countless strands of blood essence and faint humanoid phantoms were being drawn from the sea by the banner, merging into it to enhance its power. The lightning grew increasingly solid, rumbling with thunderous sound!

"I used nine-tenths of this puppet's spirituality as a conduit and hundreds of war souls as a sacrifice to condense this Thousand-Soul Yin Thunder. Its power is very close to the spells of an Enlightened master."

The woman's cold voice was patient as she spoke, "I like my opponents to die with full clarity, but unfortunately, you martial artists can never understand..."

"No, circulate your blood essence!"

In that instant, all the grandmasters stood like statues in a painting, holding their breath, looking down below. Some trembled uncontrollably, others were filled with extreme urgency and anxiety!

But, for just a split second, the glacier shivered.

"Is he dead?"

The woman's voice finally sounded, carrying a hint of cold killing intent. With a boom, the dozens of lightning bolts converged into one.

The woman’s voice spoke slowly.

The next moment.

Bai Xuan held the Subduing Sea Spear.

The power of this Yin Thunder, if it struck any ordinary perfected grandmaster, would turn them into ice, then ash, shattering them into nothingness.

But at this moment.

Bai Xuan’s blood energy flowed like a roaring river. The faint lightning still flickered around him, each flash strong enough to destroy a river of blood and extinguish his vitality. Yet, Bai Xuan’s iron-like bones remained steadfast, his blood energy regenerating infinitely, his jade marrow surging with terrifying life force—he was completely unscathed!

Boom!

Bai Xuan’s skin rippled, and that terrifying impact erupted, crushing the residual lightning and shattering the surrounding glacier!

Copper skin and iron bones, impervious to all arts!

The Subduing Sea Spear in his hand crackled with thunder; the deep, profound black blade began to swallow the residual lightning, making its own divine might even deeper, colder, and more terrifying!

"This Nether Sea Black Iron seems to be of a similar material to that banner, adapting to the lightning... how interesting."

Bai Xuan shook his spear, and in an instant, layers of clouds and waves surged around him, obscuring everything!

...

On the sea.

Swish!

The puppet of "Luo" flashed and landed on the bow of Luan Shan’s flagship.

This massive ship was reinforced with layers of armor and three hundred and sixty talismans, forged with various precious materials. While it was still a world apart from the great vessels of the Profound City, it could withstand battles between grandmasters without collapsing. Just moments ago, Luo had been hiding within this ship to refine and unleash that Thousand-Soul Yin Thunder!

This was the seat of a top-tier grandmaster, capable of venturing into dangerous storms or deep, terrifying forbidden zones.

"Is he dead?"

Luo’s puppet looked down.

Nine-tenths of its spirituality was gone, its true essence and mysteries no longer existed, and with the Thousand-Soul Yin Thunder having distorted the momentum of heaven and earth, perception was nearly impossible.

"If I were an Enlightened master, I might still be able to perceive the world and manipulate all phenomena under such conditions... but I am still some distance from that realm. If this Yin Thunder had been allowed to accumulate for a while longer, its power would have been even greater."

"This enemy is mysterious, his divine strength truly comparable to a great demon. Since he has lost his vitality, I shall take his corpse back to the main body; perhaps it can be refined into a powerful corpse-puppet, not inferior to a Grand Grandmaster whose blood is like the sea!"

This was precisely why Luo had acted so decisively. Her skill in refining corpses was exceptional; if she could obtain such a terrifying body, she could craft an invincible puppet!

But, just as Luo was pondering, she saw the glacier below rumble and begin to crack.

The next moment.

Swish!

A pure cyan blade of light burst forth from the ice and seawater. From afar, it looked like a massive, unparalleled flood dragon swinging its tail, sharp as a spear.

That line of cyan light flashed and vanished. The shadow of the dragon tail broke through the water, carving a perfect semicircle, shattering the ice, and plunging into the depths.

Rumble.

The next moment, the entire flagship slowly split down the middle, tilting to both sides. The cross-section was as smooth as a mirror.

Finally, with a thunderous crash, the two halves of the ship sank into the sea, kicking up massive waves. Countless pirates on board ran, screamed, and wailed, only to be swept into the vortex created by the sinking vessel!

"How... is this... possible..."

Luo’s puppet was also severed in two. The profound runes on its body were unable to block the strike. In the eyes of its severed head, a glimmer of extreme astonishment finally appeared.

Above the tilting, sinking ship, a figure flashed and gripped the puppet’s head.

"Truly unparalleled talent. I will not forget you, martial artist. Before long, both Duan Haiyuan and I will find you..."

Runes flashed in the puppet’s mouth and nose, emitting the woman’s cold voice.

"Too much talk."

Bai Xuan said indifferently.

He had unleashed his Flood Dragon phase, combining the transformation of the dragon tail with the momentum of heaven and earth to split the massive flagship with a single spear strike, severing the puppet.

Now, the outcome was settled. He tightened his cyan dragon-claw fingers, and with a crisp snap, crushed the head into powder!

...

"Run."

Luan Shan moved, instantly turning into a streak of shadow and disappearing toward the horizon.

He was not fleeing because Bai Xuan had appeared or crushed the puppet’s head; he had started running the moment the Yin Thunder struck and the glacier shook!

Immortal Master Luo did not understand the nature of a hard-body grandmaster, but he knew all too well: the sound of the glacier shaking meant that the terrifying Whale Hunter was exerting his power, his skin vibrating to shatter the ice!

If that Yin Thunder had struck him, even with a divine weapon, he would have been killed instantly, his soul frozen.

But the Whale Hunter was unscathed! If his blood energy could be so terrifying that it shattered glaciers, why wait to flee?

"Run! That puppet of Master Luo was merely a clone; it doesn't matter if it's destroyed. But if I stay here, one spear... the Whale Hunter only needs one spear to kill me! I don't even have room to fight back!"

"Only escape!"

Luan Shan’s figure fled frantically. The other grandmasters could not catch up, and in an instant, he vanished at the edge of the sea.

"Luan Shan has fled!"

"His flagship has been cut in half! The outcome of this battle is the Whale Hunter’s victory!"

Countless noisy voices erupted on the sea, filled with joy and fear. Even grandmasters could not suppress their emotions. The White-Brow Marquis roared at the sky, his voice shaking the surrounding sea and stirring up waves!

At this moment.

On the collapsing flagship, Bai Xuan stood with his Subduing Sea Spear. With one step, the surrounding waves gathered, rising ten meters high to support him in mid-air.

The Whale Hunter held his spear, overlooking the sea!

In an instant, the noise below faded, and silence spread far and wide.

"Luo’s puppet is destroyed, the flagship has sunk, and Luan Shan has fled in defeat."

Bai Xuan’s deep voice echoed across the sea. All remaining grandmasters ceased their movements and retreated hurriedly, listening to this terrifying, powerful voice!

On the hundred warships, everyone could hear that formidable voice.

It represented a power that was absolutely impossible to defy, impossible to contest—an absolutely invincible force in the Thousand Mountains Island sea area!

"As for the remaining enemies: those who surrender, bind yourselves! Those who resist, shall all be executed!"

Bai Xuan scanned the surroundings. "Luan Shan cannot escape. Within half a day, I shall take his head. I hope that when I return, this sea will be pacified."

The grandmasters of the Thousand Mountains Army all bowed, their response like rolling thunder!

"Yes, Whale Hunter!"

The remaining grandmasters of the Star-Hunting Pirates looked at one another. The two who had already surrendered knelt in the seawater, speaking respectfully:

"We are willing to surrender!"

The Sea God Sect grandmaster glanced at them, his blood energy erupting. His body turned the color of the deep, blue sea, his blood flowing frantically as he fled in the opposite direction of Bai Xuan!

Bai Xuan flickered his fingers. A white rainbow crossed a thousand meters in the blink of an eye. The grandmaster’s body was blown into a mist of blood, and waves ten meters high surged in the sea, as if a spear had been thrown from the sky to pierce the ocean!

Bai Xuan reached out and grabbed; with a whistling sound, a scarred talisman-sword flew through the air and landed in his grip.

"I will return shortly."

Bai Xuan took a step, and his figure vanished into the wind.

Behind him, only the grandmasters of the Thousand Mountains Army and the desperate fleet of the Mountain-Moving Army remained on the sea. The outcome of the battle had been decided in an instant; all that remained was to clean up the battlefield!

"The battle is over."

Bai Yuan-nian looked down as ship after ship was either bloodied or surrendered, murmuring to himself.

After this battle, no enemy would dare to invade the Thousand Mountains Army for a long time, and the victory would stir up massive waves across the Eastern Sea!

"Indeed, but... the Whale Hunter’s path of dominating the Eastern Sea has perhaps only just begun."

The White-Brow Marquis stood beside him, his voice low, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon.

Reflected in his eyes was the invincible, young figure.

The battle of the Thousand Mountains Army had ended, and the name of the Whale Hunter would henceforth echo throughout the Eastern Sea!