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Chapter 135 Coming for Us

Since the piglet was poisoned last time, the sea loach has sailed smoothly for several days. The sea is as flat as a mirror, and the boat hardly moves at all.

The sunlight shone on the deck, warm and cozy, and even seabirds would occasionally perch on the mast to rest, creating a peaceful and serene scene.

Even as the fleet gradually approached the stormy sea, the situation did not change much.

The Storm Sea is known for being shrouded in fierce winds and huge waves all year round, making it a dangerous sea area. However, the giant sea loach is blessed by the Dragon King and can still sail steadily on the edge of the storm.

Despite the churning, inky clouds and towering waves, some tens of feet high, resembling moving walls of water, the ship inside felt almost no turbulence and remained completely unaffected by the storm and waves. But on this day, the entire Great Sea Spinach suddenly began to shake violently.

The shaking was so violent, it was as if an invisible giant hand had gripped the hull from the seabed and violently shook it several times.

The teacup on the table slipped and shattered, and the objects hanging on the bulkhead fell to the ground with a clattering sound.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp and deep horn sounded from the bow. The horn had only been sounded when the ship was setting sail, and now it was sounding again!

Anyone who has ever been at sea can tell that the giant loach is in trouble.

Many discerning people turned pale instantly.

The giant sea loach, blessed by the Dragon King, should not be disturbed by the wind and waves. Its sudden, violent shaking can only mean one thing: the Dragon King has rejected it.

On the high seas, a ship rejected by the Dragon King has only one fate.

The ship sank and everyone on board perished.

The news spread like wildfire across the ship.

Some people ran around in panic to tell each other, some knelt on the deck and kowtowed and prayed towards the sea, and some argued and pushed each other with red eyes.

Various rumors spread.

Some say the ship's hull was cracked by a sea monster, others say the captain offended the Dragon King, and still others say the ship contained something ominous that angered the sea god.

The entire ship was in chaos, with cries, curses, and prayers mingling together in a constant buzzing.

Even the usually busiest viewing platform was in a mess.

Groups of cultivators gathered by the railing, gazing at the churning, dark sea. They all looked worried, some with ashen faces, others with trembling lips, no longer able to maintain their usual nonchalant demeanor.

Wu Mengsheng and Qi Fei sat in their usual spot, enjoying tea.

He held his teacup, listened intently to the chaotic cacophony, his brow furrowed slightly, and after a moment uttered four words: "A mob."

There was no panic in his tone, only disdain.

Qi Fei, holding his teacup, felt the slight swaying of the ship from time to time, and his gaze sharpened slightly: "Something's strange."

He looked down at the little pig at his feet.

The creature was sprawled on his boots, fast asleep, occasionally letting out satisfied hums, as if the ship's rocking and chaos had nothing to do with it.

Amidst the chaotic panic, the giant loach began to slowly slow down. It wasn't that it couldn't continue sailing, but rather that there was nowhere left to go.

Between the sea and the sky, a huge storm rose up from the ground, like a black wall that stretched as far as the eye could see, blocking the way in front of the fleet.

The clouds churned and surged like boiling water, lightning flashed erratically within them, and thunder could be heard from a great distance.

The storm itself is terrifying enough, but what's truly chilling are the things on its edge.

On the sea, a huge black and white figure slowly emerged from the water.

It was an orca, so enormous it was breathtaking. From head to tail, it was almost as long as an entire large sea bream!

Its back is as high as a small mountain, and its black and white skin gleams coldly in the dim sea light. Its eyes stare indifferently at the large sea loach in front of it, as if scrutinizing a prey that has strayed into its territory.

That was the Tiger Guard among the Three Guards of Jinghai.

But in the deeper waters behind it, countless dark shadows roamed and darted across the surface, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Those are the Seven Sea Guards. They are all the personal guards of the South Sea Dragon King, each one highly trained, fierce, and brutal.

In the blink of an eye, the giant loach was in dire straits.

Orcas blocked their path in front, the Seven Sea Guardians surrounded them from behind, and raging storms and giant waves swirled on both sides. They could neither advance nor retreat, nor escape.

The monks on the viewing platform finally panicked completely.

Previously, when faced with those beggar-like little sea monsters, they chatted and laughed without the slightest panic.

But what we see before us are the Jinghai Guard, the Seven Sea Guards, the most elite and fiercest naval forces in the entire South China Sea!

As for the ordinary people in the middle ranks of the ship's cabins, they were already huddled in a corner, trembling with fear. Faced with such a desperate situation, they were powerless to resist.

What awaits them is either to perish at sea or to be devoured by fish.

The massive body of the Jinghai Tiger Guard lay across the sea. Seeing that the giant loach was completely surrounded and had no way out, it raised its head and let out a long cry that pierced the sky!

Immediately afterwards, a chilling voice rang out from its mouth, echoing throughout the heavens and earth, each word carrying an undeniable killing intent: "Kill! Leave no one alive!"

They came in search of that existence. They didn't care about the lives of the others on board.

There might be that being lurking inside this giant sea eel; that alone is enough reason for them to slaughter the entire ship.

Before the words were even finished, a giant wave, accompanied by shouts of battle, crashed onto the hull of the Great Loach's ship. With a sudden jolt, the entire ship tilted violently, and the people on the deck were thrown about.

Countless fish, shrimp, and crabs surged onto the deck from the churning waves, densely packed and overwhelming, including the kind of mackerel that Qi Fei had seen before.

The captain and his guards had vanished without a trace, as if they had evaporated into thin air, leaving no one to give orders.

Some cultivators had already taken to the air, summoning their protective magic artifacts, their bodies shimmering with light as they barely managed to fend off the surging sea monsters.

Some simply hid deep inside the cabin, sealing the doors and windows with arrays, trembling and afraid to make a sound.

On the deck, in the cabins, and in the corridors, there were screams and cries of panic everywhere.

Ordinary people and cultivators with low cultivation levels had almost no power to resist the siege of the sea monsters and could only desperately flee in all directions.

Qi Fei looked at the panicked figures, then glanced at the innocent ordinary people huddled together in the depths of the cabin, their faces filled with despair, and sighed softly.

These people are absolutely depraved.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly saw that Wu Mengsheng, who was beside him, stood up before him.

Although Wu Mengsheng was blind, he seemed to see the chaos before him clearly.

His expression was calm, even tinged with impatience, as he coldly said, "What a nuisance. A bunch of worthless scoundrels."

Qi Fei watched his retreating figure and said, "Fellow Daoist, they didn't come for you."

Wu Mengsheng didn't turn around, but his voice was even colder than before: "We're all in the same boat, so how can there be a distinction between attacking you and attacking me?"

"They're only after us!"