The Blade-Wielding Legend

Chapter 1628 - 826: Ancient Sea God (2)

"Fire!"

At Sha Lifei’s command, everyone swung their torches, igniting the tails of blast fire crows, which soared with a whistle.

They traced scarlet paths through the mist, resembling meteors, landing precisely in the densest area of the Sea Monks.

"Boom boom boom boom—!"

The chain explosions were deafening.

The flames combined with the Power of Evil Breaking from Thunder God Ink, creating waves of flesh and blood on the sea.

The hard shell on the Sea Monks’ backs shattered in the explosions, and poison insect sea snakes were pulverized by the shockwave.

For a moment, the sea around the reefs turned into a sea of fire, with a burnt smell permeating.

"Second round!"

Sha Lifei personally operated the crossbow, aiming with fierce eyes.

Crossbow arrows tied with fire crows had a longer range.

This time, the fire crows flew directly towards the edge of the reef altar, breaking the path of the Sea Monks’ charge.

Nearby, Wu Ba set up a Tiger-Squat Cannon, targeting the position of the scarlet Sea Monks.

"Boom!" The cannonball tore through the mist, although dodged by their bizarre movement technique, it plunged into the sea, blasting a corner of the altar into flying debris.

The charging formation of the Sea Monks was disrupted.

However, a more violent tremor followed.

"Crack—boom!"

The reef altar began to collapse on a large scale.

Not destroyed by explosions, but sinking by itself—as if something beneath was contracting and fleeing.

"Oh my god..."

Sha Lifei’s eyes widened, "That island... is alive?!"

The others present showed faces of disbelief.

On the reef, Li Yan felt the ground vanish beneath him, quickly performing stepping and leaping.

He saw the entire reef shake violently like a living being, and countless semi-transparent tentacles emerged from the cracks, crazily grasping at those unabsorbed glowing minerals.

"Trying to escape?" Li Yan’s gaze sharpened.

He ignored chasing the Sea Monks, shooting like lightning toward the nearest giant mineral.

Chop chop chop!

The Duan Chen Blade slashed, severing the tentacles entwining the mineral, as his left hand pressed Hook Paper onto it.

The mineral’s glow rapidly dimmed, and Hook Paper grew hotter, like a burning iron.

The reef’s sinking speed increased, and seawater flooded in.

Li Yan gritted his teeth, rushing towards another mineral, just as it was halfway absorbed, the reef completely disintegrated beneath him.

He flipped in mid-air, grabbing the still-unconscious Xian Ashui.

"Roar—!"

Several dark currents accompanied by muffled roars approached.

The red-skinned Sea Monks had dived into the sea, with a few surviving to launch sneak attacks.

The blast fire crows were immensely powerful, but in the sea they couldn’t harm these creatures.

Without a word, Li Yan immediately used the North Emperor Mysterious Water Escape, with a twitch in his legs, diving into the sea.

"Gurgling..." A muffled suction sound emerged from the seabed.

He initially intended to evade through underwater paths, avoiding the encirclement, but what he saw made his pupils shrink sharply.

Through the gradually clearing seawater, he witnessed a chilling scene:

Beneath the reef was not a seabed rock but a massive, writhing living structure.

It stretched for dozens of meters, its surface coated with calcareous coral and seaweed, yet within cracks, dimly visible dark red flesh-like tissue.

Numerous glowing minerals were embedded on its surface, appearing both parasitic and symbiotic.

More grotesquely, at its "base" lay amassed skeletons:

Human, sea beast, fish—all wrapped in calcium, fused with the reef.

Amidst the skeletons stood dozens of thick stone pillars, each with a diameter exceeding one meter, covered in honeycomb-like holes.

At this moment, numerous tentacles protruded from these holes, frantically reclaiming the glowing minerals.

Deep within the skeleton heap, Li Yan spotted fossils.

Not ordinary shell fossils, but complete, enormous biological skeletons.

Long-necked plesiosaur fossils spanning over ten meters, ancient turtle fossils with carapaces like small mountains, mosasaur skulls with sword-like teeth... These ancient relics, seemingly meant for deep geological layers, were all "collected" by this living structure here, becoming part of its body.

"What is...this thing?" Li Yan felt a chill down his spine.

It resembled coral, but its size was utterly beyond comprehension, more akin to a monster from Ancient Times Classic of Mountains and Seas.

The living structure seemed aware of his gaze, causing the tentacles within the stone pillar holes to shudder.

Suddenly, an indescribable will swept over.

Not an attack, but a certain malicious "inspection" intent.

Li Yan was instantly plunged into an icy abyss as if the entire deep sea was pressing upon him, even the Thunder God Transformation turned sluggish.

But the Hook Paper in his arms trembled at this moment.

The Qi of Immortal Master Erlang was no longer gentle, but transformed into a sharp, unmatched intent, piercing straight to the sea bottom.

"Oooo—"

A painful hum echoed from the seafloor.

The living structure shrank violently, all its tentacles frantically recoiling, carrying the remaining glowing minerals and sinking deeper into the trench.

The undercurrents it stirred formed a whirlpool, almost dragging Li Yan into the sea.

"Brother Yan! Come up quickly!"

The warship had approached, and Sha Lifei anxiously shouted towards the sea surface.

The Sea Monks who had suffered also scattered away in terror.

Li Yan took one last look at the mysterious entity sinking into darkness, stuffed the Hook Paper into his bosom, and leapt onto the ship.

Crash~

Due to the departure of the giant entity, an undercurrent formed a huge whirlpool on the sea surface.

"Go!" Li Yan commanded softly.

Everyone rowed with all their might, swiftly escaping the collapsing sea region.

Behind them, the reef altar completely submerged, leaving only a massive, rotating whirlpool.

Some injured Sea Monks struggled at the edge of the whirlpool and were eventually drawn into the depths, their cries gradually fading away.

Not until they sailed several miles away did anyone dare to look back.

The sea surface had returned to calm, the thick mist having mysteriously dissipated, moonlight shining on the glittering sea as if the fierce battle had never taken place.

"What on earth was that thing?"

Situ Hua’s face was pale, with a bite wound from a sea snake on his shoulder, though medicated, it still faintly festered.

Li Yan sat cross-legged, regulating his breath, and after a long silence spoke: "I guess it was the so-called ’Sea God’..."

He then recounted what he had just witnessed.

"I see..."

Situ Hua was filled with shock and said: "This thing is inconvenient to move, so it drives the Sea Monks to capture blood offerings for it. The sea storms and thick mist are the work of Sea Monks using its power, quite similar to many Mystic Sect Techniques."

Li Yan shook his head and said: "Mystic Sect Techniques, after all, were developed by countless predecessors observing the great ways of heaven and earth."

"Let’s go, with this thing gone and the storm dissipated, it’s our chance!"

...

The strange sea storm was indeed related to these Sea Monks.

By the time they rowed back to the Sea Suppression, the storm had completely ceased, and the sky had cleared.

A bright moon hung high, scattering countless fine silver rays over the pitch-black sea surface.

As the storm dissipated, that strange ship graveyard also fully revealed itself to everyone’s sight.

That area turned out to be an island not yet surfacing from the sea.

Numerous reefs crisscrossed, only two or three meters from the sea surface.

If a ship were swept in by the storm and encountered countless "sea gus," it would very likely face disaster.

This sea region truly had something odd about it.

Aside from the unknown entity that escaped, the abundant "sea gus" at the center of the ship graveyard seemed to be guarding something.

After some discussion, everyone decided not to provoke trouble.

Using the opportunity of the storm’s dispersal, they quickly collected usable planks to patch the gaps.

Everyone lit torches, working through the night.

They only needed to wait till dawn to leave this cursed place...

As for Li Yan, he returned to the cabin alone and closed the door.

He took out the Bronze Nuo Mask left by Immortal Master Erlang, holding the Hook Paper lying on the bed, and his mind sank into it.

In the darkness, he once again felt the presence of Immortal Master Erlang.

Then he fell into a dream, his body spinning rapidly, seemingly passing through layers of space.

Buzz!

After a buzzing in his head, the light and shadow of the Daluo Law Realm appeared once more before his eyes.

In the pitch-black world, branch-like rays of light interconnected.

By this time, Li Yan understood many things.

This Daluo Law Realm was not born this way but was developed by countless ancient powerful entities over time.

Each branch represented a once-renowned immortal or Mortal God.

Those entering the Dharma Realm had to survive under their protection.

No wonder, Cheng Jianxian would rather die than rise into the Dharma Realm.

Not to mention anything else, with his proud and unyielding nature, he would not live as someone else’s slave for the sake of eternal life.

Li Yan looked into the distance, then frowned.

He discovered that the branch-like rays from other places had somehow approached the area where the Divine Land Dharma Realm was located...