The Blade-Wielding Legend

Chapter 1621 - 823: Ship Graveyard

"Able to make those monstrous fish flee at the sight... that coward’s..."

Sha Lifei was taken aback, his face full of vigilance as he looked into the distance, while the others observed the surroundings as well.

Those monstrous fish earlier were already enough to make one’s head spin.

What kind of existence would make such a formidable swarm of terrifying fish retreat?

Lv San’s expression was solemn, his hands formed a mantra, and his ears trembled slightly.

The subtle vibrations beneath the sea surface, the information emanating from the sounds of fish and shrimp, was clearly transmitted to his ears.

"It’s coming!"

Lv San suddenly rose to his feet, speaking, "There’s something underwater, a really big one!"

Before he finished speaking, as if to confirm his warning, the ship shuddered violently!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several massive objects burst out of the water.

They appeared like thick pine trees but were actually terrifying tentacles covered in dark scales and suckers.

Like giant serpents from the abyss, they broke through the pitch-black seawater, violently thrashing against the thick hull of the "Sea Suppression".

The muffled collision sound was deafening, causing the whole giant ship to emit an agonizing groan and sway from side to side.

The people on deck, like beans in a wicker basket, staggered back and forth, exclaiming in shock.

"Steady! Hold the ropes tight!"

Xian Ashui’s hair and beard stood on end, shouting loudly.

This master from Fan Yu had extensive experience at sea and immediately cautioned loudly, "It’s a sea monster, don’t try to fight it directly!"

"Pour the oil! Pour the crude oil! Mix with vermillion and realgar powder!"

He commanded the sailors to pour buckets of viscous kerosene mixed with exorcism and detoxification powder into the seawater around the vessel.

Soon, it formed a greasy protective barrier.

Whoosh~

With rockets shot into the air, fire snakes rolled up.

The tentacles recoiled sharply when hit by the scorching oil and pungent powder.

But immediately, they flailed even more violently against the ship’s body.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Each impact made the keel wail, the sails tremble.

Li Yan steadied himself, drew his Duan Chen Blade, ready to leap into the water.

Given his water attributes, he was more powerful submerged, as swift as swimming fish, surely able to discern what was causing the trouble.

But upon observing the situation beside him, he halted.

He saw that Master Xian Ashui took a deep breath, walked barefoot onto the slippery deck, hands forming a seal, chanting continuously in a solemn ancient tone with a thick Min Nan accent: "Enshrined to protect the nation, the populace, the miraculous spirit manifests, broad compassion, beneficent heavenly princess... calm seas, safe voyage... hoping for divine light to illuminate, displaying great might..."

This was the "Ma Zu Treasure Decree" passed down through generations among the sea people.

The ritual had started, and Li Yan dared not act rashly to prevent any backlash.

The solemn prayer continued to echo, seeming minuscule amidst the raging storm and the monster’s roar.

Carrying an indescribable power, it somewhat stabilized the panicked sailors’ minds.

Yet, the deep-sea monster seemed unimpressed by the goddess of the sea.

A gigantic shadow loomed beneath the water, not attacking, but the terrifying pressure never ceased.

Master Xian Ashui also paused, disbelief filling his eyes, "Impossible..."

He had encountered many aquatic monsters before, but the "Ma Zu Treasure Decree" had always been effective in driving them away.

This situation was unprecedented.

"Damn it, this beast is impervious!" Sha Lifei turned and roared, "Wu Ba!"

"Present!"

Wu Ba, of sturdy stature, remained as steady as a rock on the swaying ship.

The Tiger-Squat Cannon was ready to fire again, its copper casing glinting coldly in the dim light.

He stared intently at the giant shadow writhing beneath the sea, waiting for his chance.

Finally! As a tentacle raised high, ready to slam down on the bow again, Wu Ba’s eyes gleamed, and he pulled the cannon’s cord viciously.

Boom——!

A thunderous explosion as the scorching bullet whistled through the air.

"Awo——!!!!"

A shrill and terrifying howl erupted from the deep sea!

The sound pierced through the seawater, making everyone’s eardrums ache, blood and energy churn.

They saw the base of the heavily injured tentacle explode with a massive bloody hole, foul-smelling ink-green blood gushing like a fountain, instantly tainting a large area of the surrounding seawater green.

The agonizing pain drove the giant monster into a frenzy, all remaining tentacles furiously slapped the sea surface.

Waves, several yards high, rose, and the entire sea seemed to boil!

Li Yan didn’t hesitate any longer and unleashed the Soul-hooking Thunder Rope, ready to use the Thunder God Transformation.

But just as everyone thought the giant monster was about to attack in madness, its enormous body abruptly halted.

Then, as abruptly as it had arrived, all tentacles retracted lightning-fast.

The giant shadow, carrying a spiteful aura, quickly swam towards the depths of the thick fog, leaving only the rolling ink-green blood swirls on the sea surface...

The sea returned to calm, the deck a mess, sailors collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

Li Yan supported himself on the ship’s side, his gaze sharp like a knife, sweeping towards the direction where the monster disappeared.

"Something’s wrong..."

He furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice, "The monster attacked with a clear target: us. The first retreat was due to apprehension from lime and Master Xian’s treasure decree; the second time, severely wounded by the cannon, it should’ve fought till the end, yet it suddenly withdrew... as if... receiving an order?"

"Young Hero Li is right!"

Master Xian Ashui stepped forward, speaking in a deep voice, "The ’Ma Zu Treasure Decree’ didn’t work, someone must be controlling it!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up at the sea, dark as ink, a sense of unease rising in their hearts...

............

Dozens of miles away, within the depths of dense fog, among jagged and dangerous reefs.

A nondescript Chinese rigid-sail small boat hid like a ghost in the shadow of the rocks.

On the bow, the five core members of the Sea Demon Group—Chao Shengwan, Yakimaru, Samurai Long Cang, Red-haired Gunman Andre, Merfolk Scale—were gathered together.