For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

The long, drawn-out "hiss" sound was like a red-hot iron being thrown into ice water. Upon hearing this sound, Luo Feng's expression changed drastically.

It was as if a thunderbolt struck the sky! This sword tore through the void, surged up, swept across the sky and fell down. With this one strike, the head of the "Iron Ship King" flew into the sky.

"...This sword, in the mortal realm, can subdue all demons. The wicked and evil, their courage shattered, their souls trembled. Try wielding it before the stars and moon, its divine light will pierce the netherworld!"

Diao Wudou extended his left hand in a sword-like gesture while chanting incantations incessantly.

The sword energy whistled past, and the lake surface behind the iron ship was cleaved open by the white bone longsword. This "domain" seemed to have been subjected to some kind of violent impact, causing a slight tremor.

boom!

The imposing statue of "King Huiwei Yinling Iron Ship" seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, its entire body trembling after its head was severed by the sword.

The pitch-black iron ship was also shaking, its hull and deck emitting a groaning sound that made your teeth ache.

Luo Feng could see very clearly that after the Iron Ship King was decapitated, he was not completely destroyed or disappeared. Countless wisps of black energy were slowly rising from his smooth neck.

"Divine power descends from the heavens, the sun, moon, and stars; by imperial decree, three ships set sail, the four seas open wide; thunder roars and lightning flashes, wind whips and thunder roars, all at my command!!"

The shrill sound, carrying a vibrating frequency, pierced through the eardrums. Even Luo Feng, who was some distance away, suddenly felt his body vibrating, as if his blood was throbbing.

At that very moment, from the severed head, a lot of black smoke intertwined, swirled, and condensed into coiling, slithering black snakes!

"Humans experience three periods of good fortune and six periods of bad luck, just as gods have three great ships!"

Countless black snakes intertwined, forming a vortex that distorted the surrounding space.

This Iron Ship King transformed into an anomaly, with countless black snake-like vortexes of smoke appearing above his neck.

Amazing!

A person sat cross-legged in front of a boat-shaped altar at a great distance, murmuring to himself.

"So this is the magic of the Datuk Temple, no, it's the 'magical treasure'..."

This thing should have belonged to me.

Recalling this scene in his mind, the man's instinctive greed intensified, and he unconsciously clenched his fist.

"What a pity, Diao Wudou... This 'Eight Immortals and Five Saints Manifesting Their Miraculous Manifestations in the Sea' is clearly incomplete, otherwise this attack would have broken my Iron Ship King's True Body!"

The one-eyed old man in front of the altar sneered and gave an order to the crowd behind him.

"You lot, quickly kill the infant to appease the gods, offer a blood sacrifice to King Mifune... to help me unleash my great magic!"

"Yes, Master."

Several men and women, each wearing a headscarf, had a cloth-covered basket beside them, from which a baby was crying loudly.

The men and women of the Mifune sect drew their knives and stabbed into the basket, where the baby's mournful cries continued.

A moment later, the crying stopped abruptly.

Behind the altar, a pile of wood was erected, and a bonfire was lit.

The flames burned extremely brightly, leaping around like a living thing.

The murdered babies were all placed in baskets. The followers joined in, throwing basket after basket into them.

With a crackling sound, the basket caught fire like dry wood, fueling the bonfire.

Blown by the surrounding wind, the flames seemed to struggle, leaping and thrashing wildly in the center of the crisscross pattern of firewood.

From the flames, countless sparks crackled and popped as they fell into the night air. At these times, the sound of the exploding sparks mingled with the wind, transforming into a roaring sound.

"Okay, okay!"

The disheveled old man laughed loudly.

He grabbed a rooster that was placed next to him, opened his mouth, and bit through the rooster's throat. He spat out chicken feathers and blood.

Then, the old man lifted the chicken carcass and poured the chicken blood into a copper bowl.

"The three kings have arrived, and iron ships have cleared the way!"

"open circuit!"

He said "Clear the way," and then raised the two pale white bone chopsticks in his hand, tapping them against the edge of the bronze wrist.

With a soft clang, everyone around felt a wave of dizziness and their steps became unsteady.

"open circuit."

Another "clang"!

The old man tapped his chopsticks against the copper bowl.

An invisible ripple spread out slowly.

"Clear the way!", "Clear the way!", "Clear the way!", "Clear the way!", "Clear the way!", "Clear the way!", "Clear the way!", "Clear the way!"

A series of crisp "clang" sounds rang out, and several members of the church beside the disheveled old man, unable to withstand the sound, fainted on the spot.

hum!

On the other side, outside the Datuk Temple, the figure of the Iron Boat King took a step to the side, raising his sword high.

A jet-black river could be seen on the black sword, its misty darkness flowing gently. Suddenly, horns sprouted from this long river, and in an instant, it transformed into a black dragon.

The black dragon's head coiled around the hilt of the sword, the blade raised into the air. The Iron Ship King shifted slightly, as if locking onto his target, and cleaved the sword down forcefully towards the Datuk Temple—

The sword slashed down from the sky, seemingly about to cut down the temple along with the old man Diao Wudou.

call out!

The wind howled, and countless terrified faces and the shrill cries of infants swirled around the black sword.

"Even the incomplete 'Illustrations of the Eight Immortals and Five Saints' Manifestations in the Sea' is far superior to your lowly and evil magic!"

Old man Diao Wudou showed no fear whatsoever; his eyes always revealed a hint of confidence.

"Mogen, I'll now show you why the methods passed down through the Datuk lineage are called celestial arts!"

In the "Eight Immortals and Five Saints' Manifestations in the Sea" he inherited, the so-called Yin Master's "Immortal Techniques" are eight "Immortal Treasures".

The Nine Incomplete Ancestor of the Datuk Temple lineage was a disciple of He Yeyun, the Louse Immortal of the early Ming Dynasty. He was born at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and was originally a Taoist practitioner.

Legend has it that this person was entrusted by the immortals to descend the mountain to assist a wise ruler in saving the world, and was told that anyone whose name contains the character "light" could seek refuge and assist him.

He Yeyun first served Xu Shouhui, then Chen Youliang. In the Battle of Poyang Lake, Chen Youliang led hundreds of thousands of naval troops to attack Zhu Yuanzhang. After 37 days of fierce fighting, the warlord Chen Youliang was killed by an arrow while trying to break through the encirclement. Only then did He Yeyun realize that he had served the wrong person, and that Zhu Yuanzhang, who would later establish the Ming Dynasty, was the true ruler.

After that, He Yeyun became unrestrained and wandered the world. He wore a Taoist robe and wandered around. His appearance was dirty and messy, and his robe was covered with fleas. However, he could always make prophecies, and his predictions of good or bad fortune were always accurate. He was known as the "Flea Immortal" by the world.

His direct disciple was the first generation of the Nine Incomplete Ancestor Master of the Datuk Temple. The "Eight Immortals and Five Saints Making Havoc in the Sea" was left by "Lice Mother Immortal" He Yeyun.

After He Yeyun's passing, the Nine Incomplete Ancestor spent ten years deciphering the secrets of this treasure map, and even converted eight Yin Masters to complete it.

Afterwards, the Nine Incomplete Patriarch found a young man, passed on all his knowledge to him, and told him, "'Only when the Eight Immortals cross the sea can they display their supernatural powers.' If our sect's methods are to flourish, we must cross the sea to break the Three Yuan Tribulation."

After saying this, the Nine-Incomplete Patriarch drifted away and disappeared without a trace.

What a pity... Old man, you know absolutely nothing about the power of immortal treasures!

Diao Wudou was the thirteenth generation of the altar supporter. He was free-spirited and insightful, and his thoughts stirred up another "celestial treasure".

The long-haired woman in red in the column of smoke had her face completely obscured, as it was occupied by a giant lotus flower.

At that moment, the lotus petals on the woman's face began to spin, and countless petals flew out, reforming into another blood lotus.

The moment the blood lotus appeared, the old man sitting in front of the boat-shaped altar on the other side also changed his expression.