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The storm lasted for three days and three nights, as if it would never end.

The silver battleship cut into the water, its horn ripping through the heavy water, struggling to free itself from the heavy suction of the whirlpool. The huge white Thorn Flower Fleet pushed forward like a landslide, plunging straight into the black waves. The crew moved back and forth across the deck, repairing the masts and cabins that had been smashed by the waves. Their waists were tied with thick hemp rope that linked them to the main mast to prevent them from being flung away by the massive turbulence.

The fleet was suddenly hit by a huge wave, avoiding the pursuers of Wan family. The once peaceful sea suddenly became a hell of rain after passing through a large fog.

The crew stood under the mast and hurriedly lowered the main sail embroidered with white brambles. In the heavy rain, the White Thorn Flower emitted a dark golden glow on the sail. It was the most typical symbol of the Nine Regions — the emblem of the Empire's Emperor, Xue. In the legends of the Nine Prefectures, the White Thorn Flower would never wilt. It could be placed in any land of the Nine Prefectures, and neither ice nor fire could destroy its flower flowerpot. This kind of flower often bloomed on the battlefield. If the dead soldiers had any hope, then these flowers could pierce through the heart and leave the body's chest. It was the witness of a brutal war that only the victors would see.

But now, the White Wolf from Heaven's Enlightenment stepped on the dead body of the soldier and gnawed all of the blooming White Thorn Flower. They majestically looked down at the fluttering white Thorn Flower in the wind. After the fall of the fallen Xue Dynasty, only these scarred warships remained.

On the busy deck, at the end of the line, he stood motionless with his hands on the railing. He was not wearing any clothes to shelter himself from the rain, and he stood as straight as an awl. He looked out into the darkness, the armor glowing silent in the rain.

"In the end, the port side of the ship is damaged. Two cabins are in the water and the storm is intensifying. If we continue moving forward, the ship will capsize!" The deputy director observed the situation of the sea as he spoke.

"Find a way to repair the water and maintain the same direction. Raise the stern's rear sails and correct the tilt." There was an unmistakable firmness in his voice.

"But …" The stability of the ship is deteriorating, and the conditions are now too poor to see, and the flow of water is too chaotic. "

"The rain will eventually stop. The cabin can still be repaired even if it breaks. Our ship can withstand this sort of wind and wave."

Yu Mu Province's words gave the Vice Commander peace of mind. Without any hesitation, he turned around and said, "One more thing, Princess requests your presence."

Yu Mu Province waved his hand, indicating that he understood. He turned his head to look at the increasingly ferocious black storm, and under its sharp eyebrows was a pair of eyes like a tiger's. He started to walk, armor pressing against his skin, every step as if his bones had been cut by knives. He was born a wingless citizen like that group of vigorous sailors. He did not have any outstanding blood of the Feathered Race, and it was only because of his own experience and ability that he was able to reach his current position. Therefore, his subordinates all admired him. There was a legend about him in every port in Lanzhou. As long as it was a port city, even if it was an airport, none of the pirates nearby would dare to approach it.

He pushed open the cabin door, and the torrential rain immediately poured in from the outside. His nearly six feet tall body was barely able to move freely within the cabin, so he could only lower his head and quickly walk through the long and narrow corridor. Soon, the space opened up.

He went between the two decks to the Princess's cabin near the stern, laid his weapon flat on the ground, and though his wet armor was not suitable for salutation, he still remained obstinately kneeling on one knee, his left hand at his waist, his right hand raised in a gesture of the highest courtesy a warrior could give to a sovereign, symbolizing the eternal existence of a weapon for the sake of a sovereign.

"I, Yu Mu Province, have come." His voice was strong, and he lowered his head humbly.

At the end of his line of sight, he saw a pair of crisp white skirts, and small, plain leather boots beneath her pretty calves. The sound of her feet on the wooden floor was faint. The pattern on her skirt was a picture of white Thorn Flower that was drawn with superior gold lines. The dark gold tassels hung from the hem of her skirt, giving her a valiant and valiant look.

She stepped forward and propped up the half-kneeling Yu Mu Province, but she was a little displeased. Yu Mo Province's deliberate manner of being king and official made her feel a little uncomfortable. She had been travelling together for two months, hoping that the last overseer of the Yu clan would see her as a comrade, not a monarch.

"What's the situation outside?" Xue Linglan sat opposite him and asked seriously.

"The fleet is trying to break away from the area where the storm is located. The rain isn't a big problem, but the dark currents and swirls are causing significant losses for the fleet. The crew is working hard to repair the ship, but no one knows how long the storm will last." Yu Mu Province reported, his speech neither fast nor slow.

Princess looked at Yu Mu Province with her fingers crossed on the table. Her light brown eyes were filled with a unique dignity and nobility: "It's not just the boat, I'm more concerned about the casualties of our crew members. After working so hard for so long, not having to rest their bodies will not be able to take it. "

"My subordinates are all brave and good at fighting. To them, this level of strength …"

"This is our last strength." Without waiting for Yu Mu to finish speaking, the princess interrupted him, "If half of the people can be used for the maintenance of the ship, the rest will rest on their own. This is my decision."

Xue Linglan stared with her beautiful eyes. Although her voice was gentle, her tone was exceptionally resolute. She knew the severity of the province. The navy she commanded could last for more than five days in a row, which frightened the pirates who attacked her. However, she wasn't the same person. She had her own way to deal with this fleet. Xue Shi had been slaughtered to death in Lanzhou. She did not want to lose everyone that was left.

"Alright, I'll go instruct them right away." The province of Yutang did not protest, following them for so long from Port Xia Yang to engage the human navy; through Lam, to get that boy Yuexin Chuan on board; and now — Xue Linglan had been dealing with things in his own way, and was not easily convinced, unless the other party had sufficient reasons. This made Yu Dui Province very worried. In his heart, the greenhouse Xue Lilan was not aware of the dangers of the sea. If this went on, she would lead the fleet to an irreversible end. However, he looked at the princess, unsure of what methods he should use to persuade her.

"There's still no news from Ran Mountain?"

"The messenger bird has already been released. According to its speed, it should be returning soon. The reason why it hasn't reported back may be because of the storm, but it could also be because it was cut off halfway. In short, neither of these is good news for us. "

"Can the navy in Ran Mountain believe that?"

"The Ran Mountains are easy to defend and hard to attack, they will not be easily attacked by the human navy. Whether or not it is trustworthy can only be determined after arriving, but even if the Ran Mountains are unstable, it can still be used after integration."

The princess nodded and listened to him continue.

"If our ship doesn't deviate from its course, with our current speed, we will reach Ran Mountain in less than half a month's time. If the human navy hasn't reached there yet, we can be presumptuous." Yu Mu Province's plan was very simple. As long as they temporarily relied on Ran Shan, they wouldn't be at a disadvantage when fighting against the Wan family on the sea.

However, just as he finished his sentence, a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Princess!" The cabin door was heavily pushed open, and suddenly there was the sound of rain like a soldier shouting during a battle, the sound of the hammer striking was painful. His hair was dripping with water. He stood outside the hatch, stripped off his clothes, wrung out the water, and his bare chest showed a fine curve in the weak light.

Yue Xinchuan, a descendant of the Lan Yue family, had boarded the ship a few days ago, just as Xue Linglan's fleet had left the human navy and had come to repair the ship. This impetuous youth of the Feathered Clan insisted on following the Princess's fleet, not caring in the least about the delicate situation of the sea. Xue Linglan was touched by his enthusiasm, but in the eyes of the Yutang, he was just another child who did not know the dangers of the sea.

Yue Xinchuan threw his clothes over his shoulders and entered the room, ignoring the solemn Yu Mu Province in front of him. He greeted the smiling princess at the table, found a seat and sat down.

"We have to find a way out of here and continue to follow the same route. We'll never get out." "There are two adjacent whirlpools. If you want to turn around and head out now, you will have to rush into the larger whirlpool beside us, and then it will be even more difficult for us to escape." Yue Xinchuan pointed to the outside of the cabin, where there was a huge tornado that reached into the sky, which was the center of the entire storm.

"We can wait until the ship has reached a point where the swirl has less effect before turning the bow, so we don't get caught up in it." Yu Dui said in a displeased tone.

"Indeed, but the fleet won't be able to survive until then." Yue Xinchuan's face became serious. He looked at the princess, pointed at Autumn Leaf and said, "The main ship's left wing already has cabins filled with water, the stability is decreasing. If you persist with your plan and get out of here, Autumn Leaf will fall."

"Then what should we do?" Xue Linglan's brow creased lightly as he realized the thorny problem.

"Give me control of the fleet, I'll take you out."

Yue Xinchuan said this without any hesitation. His eyes flickered with a fervent light.

The entire sky seemed to be filled with a thick layer of sedimentary rock. The clouds appeared to be in a huge whirlpool. The tornado stirred the sea water, creating a terrifying whirlpool that was dozens of feet long. The storm widened the distance between the 24 Feathered fleet battleships. Although they were trying their best to maintain a certain distance, it was clear that the fleet had already entered the whirlpool, which was exactly as Yue Xinchuan had said. For such a long time, they had been stuck in this massive whirlpool, unable to escape from this violent and raging sea. Yue Xinchuan stood on the deck, watching everything silently. Yu Mu Province was right behind him, and he could not figure out how this young navigator was going to escape from this hellish place.

His vision was so good that he could even see the center of the vortex in the distance. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, pointing to the center to the right as he loudly ordered the entire fleet to hit the right rudder. As soon as the command was given, the entire fleet started moving at full speed towards the center of the vortex on the right. Yue Xinchuan's face was filled with fanaticism. All of the blood in his body was burning. He knew what this meant. The fleet was heading towards a whirlpool, that they were courting death!

"You're crazy!" Yu Mu Province realized how crazy Yue Xinchuan was and immediately wanted to capture him, but he was stopped by Yue Xinchuan. Yue Xinchuan turned around, and looked at him seriously.

"I am the best navigator on the island of Oran. I have followed the princess because I firmly believe that she is the one who can change the ocean in the future. You give in to the arrangement of the sea, avoid all possible problems, and do not deal with it head-on. But the White Thorn Flower is not a delicate flower that grows in a hot bed. Just like the princess, I was born to change the sea! " Yue Xinchuan arrogantly said. He opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace the ocean, once again ignoring the Province of Feather, and directly ordered, "Leave the right rudder intact. If you don't want to die, no one is allowed to change your course!"

The flag was quickly struck out, and all the helmsmen on the ship responded loudly. The fleet charged towards the center of the whirlpool like raging lions, and the huge whirlpool was right in front of them. The bottomless whirlpool was ready to tear everything into pieces.

The twenty-four ships sped into the center of the whirlpool, but they were bound by the huge attraction of the whirlpool. The ship sailed almost vertically above the sea, and the sky was covered by the sea.

"Recover straight ahead, turn left half a circle!" Yue Xinchuan gave another strange order, but no one dared to be negligent and immediately followed his orders. A strange picture appeared on the sea. Twenty-four ships were circling rapidly in the middle of the whirlpool, but they were not going any further. They were simply drawing circles on the sea. No one knew why Yue Xinchuan did this, but something strange happened. The battleships were indeed slowly turning left, but they did not turn over.

Yue Xinchuan's eyes were shining with a strange light as his thoughts were extremely clear. Even though the life and death of the entire fleet was in his hands, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised. He looked at the stormy eye that was also raging in the far left, and suddenly shouted,

"Did you see that? The sea, has become obedient! "

If one happened to be standing above the clouds, one would be able to see that another, larger whirlpool had suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea, which was led by twenty-four large ships — one of which was not enough to change the sea, but which was moving at full speed. The twenty-four Feathered battleships were like a big hand constantly stirring the sea water, and the waist of the whirlpool was the easiest place to exert force on.

He wanted to create a greater vortex, to swallow up this storm, to change this sea!

The whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, and it kept getting closer and closer to the other whirlpool. The two whirlpools brought out the opposite direction of the sea. Their hedging caused monstrous waves, but it also greatly reduced the force of the whirlpool. They continued to collide and dissipate, and even the storm was weakened by the movement of the massive amount of seawater. The iron colored cloud map exploded and shattered into scaly clouds, as if there was an invisible force controlling this natural disaster!

The sky was filled with angry roars. The collision caused huge waves a hundred feet high. An enormous tsunami came crashing down from the sky. Upon hearing that voice, even the War God was moved. It was the power of nature, and the sea had launched a charge more terrifying than ten thousand horns of impact. That scene was no less than thousands of cavalry crossing the Wasteland in an attempt to trample on the tiny flower bud, and those white flowers were stubbornly swaying in the wind, as if they were waiting for the arrival of a hero.

Even the dragon bones of the White Thorn Flower Fleet seemed to not be able to withstand this fierce impact. However, his eyes were clear, as if nothing could really stop him. His heart had long passed through the curtain of the ocean, and he ran to an unknown distance away from the sea.

He bit his tongue, and the pain cleared his thoughts.

"Up!" Forty degrees to the right. " Yue Xinchuan issued the third order! Everyone was shocked. The descent of a storm was the most basic law of survival in the sea, and now that the sail was about to be lifted, it was possible for it to instantly capsize. The helmsman hesitated, which enraged Yue Xinchuan. "Forty degrees to the right!"

"Princess, this place is dangerous. Why did you come out?"

Without waiting for the signal soldier to make a move, a cry of alarm came from behind him. Yue Xinchuan turned his head and his gaze met with Xue Linglan's calm eyes.

"It's a tsunami." The rain had soaked her silver hair. The drops of rain hung on her long eyelashes, and in the rain she was beautiful. She stood in the rain, facing the fury of the ocean with the three thousand crew members, her eyes unafraid. The land of death that falls and the land of death that falls and the land of life that falls. Xue Linglan had handed the entire fleet to Yue Xinchuan because she trusted this madman!

Without stopping for even a moment, Xue Linglan drew his sword and pointed it at the massive tsunami that engulfed everything in its path. The rain flowed down along the side of her face, and her silver-white battle skirt moved with the wind. On her cloak was embroidered a large amount of white Thorn Flower, which shone under the light of the tower lamp on the mast. "Raise the sail!" she shouted.

"Come! Let's fight to the death with the sea! " Hearing Xue Linglan's words, Yue Xinchuan felt as if his entire chest was on fire. As the sail rose, he held the princess with one hand to make sure she would not tumble under the onslaught, and with the other hand he held on to the parapet. Their eyes were as bright as stars, and their backs were elongated, disappearing into the sea.

"Lan Yue family's second son, Yue Xinchuan, I, Xue Linglan, hereby declare you the rudder of White Thorns. If we succeed in rushing out of the storm this time, as long as there is a place where White Thorns Flower blooms on the sea, I will give you control over the Xue Clan's ships!"

The fire of zealotry ignited the stubborn White Thorn Flower, its high fighting spirit had long since become a prairie fire!

The main ship, Autumn Leaf, charged into the sea curtain under the full sail wind, and immediately after, the other ships also followed, charging like a cavalry charge. The main ship, Autumn Leaf, fiercely rushed into the sea under the full sail wind, and immediately after, the other ships followed, like a cavalry charge,

The tsunami engulfed all the ships. The rolling waves broke the wooden mast and also tore the white sails. However, the keel of the ship was not damaged due to the buffer. The silver white ship roared and charged into the water, the ship violently shook and almost everyone fell to the ground. Xue Linglan was knocked away by the waves, and she immediately took over the rope that was thrown over by Yue Xinchuan, gesturing for her to be alright.

"Direction!" Yue Xinchuan shouted from the water, "Don't try to steer the rudder! Listen to my orders!"

Afterwards, the fleet rushed through the sea, but no one had ever experienced such a bizarre scene. Everyone held their breath, afraid that they would fall into the bottomless abyss with just a single distraction. This was the first time that Yue Xinchuan had commanded such a massive fleet. His eyes burned with blazing flames. He was more excited than anyone, and calmer than anyone.

He had experienced a much more serious situation. He would definitely be able to bring everyone out of here.

His hands were clasped firmly on the parapet, his eyes fixed on the deep sea. The visual conditions here were too poor, and there was nothing to refer to. He knew very well that even if the rudder was in the same direction, the changing currents would unconsciously change the course of the fleet. Yue Xinchuan closed his eyes, which made his other senses more sensitive. He stood at the bow of the ship, his upper body bare, a long gash cut across his chest as the current of the sea tore at his gaping flesh. The pain was the sharpest. In the tearing pain, he could clearly sense the direction of the sea and began to give orders to the helmsman.

The fleet was bobbing up and down in the waves. Unable to shout, he could only follow the currents of the ocean and make a gesture to adjust the direction. Autumn Leaf broke through the surface of the water, and this colossus was like a toy in his hands, allowing him to control it. The entire fleet began to move across the sea in the fastest speed possible. This was definitely an unprecedented, great fantasy. 24 top-notch battleships of the Yi Dynasty were sailing across the ocean on the waves. This was something that only madmen could think of.

However, holding his breath underwater for a long time had placed him under an unprecedented pressure. Gradually, Yue Xinchuan's vision began to blur. Under the pressure of the sea, his body had fallen into an extremely dangerous state. It wasn't just him, but most of the crew behind him was facing the same situation as well. Yue Xinchuan was a little confused. The water in front of him seemed to never stop. No matter how much determination and hard work he put in, that deep blue color had never changed.

He suddenly thought of Xue Linglan. Would she be washed away by the raging waves of the ocean while she was still on the rope? Because of his decision, the entire fleet was facing a calamity. If she really couldn't rush out of this tsunami, would she forever hate him?

"Lan Yue family's second son, Yue Xinchuan, I, Xue Linglan, hereby declare you the rudder of White Thorns. If we succeed in rushing out of the storm this time, as long as there is a place where White Thorns Flower blooms on the sea, I will give you control over the Xue Clan's ships!"

As Yue Xinchuan recalled the heroic words that Xue Linglan had spoken on the deck, a smile unconsciously lifted on his face.

However, the headaches from being suffocated gradually contaminated his consciousness. The fire in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his hot-blooded heart unexpectedly felt a trace of pity. The stubborn White Thorn Flower would eventually fall asleep in the abyss just like a madman like him. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the pitiful princess.

However, he did not see Xue Linglan.

What he saw was light.

Unparalleled light.

A light bigger than the sea.

As Yue Xinchuan bathed in that light, her mind suddenly cleared. Xue Linglan was at the center of that light, her silver hair fluttering in the water. She looked deeply at Yue Xinchuan, giving him endless courage. The power of her gentle moon streaked across his chest like a stream of water, and the fire in his eyes reignited. The raging flames were enough to burn this entire sea barrier into nothingness!

Suddenly, he seemed to hear Xue Linglan's voice. In the dark sea water, the voice was very clear, like a beacon lighting up the surroundings.

"Hold on a little longer, the ship is about to break into the sea!" Xue Linglan's eyes flashed with determination. "Yue Xinchuan, report the situation of the ship to me!"

Previously, when the left cabin of the Autumn Leaf had been flooded, she had had to raise her masts to maintain her balance. Now, it seemed that this had become a drag that prevented the main ship from maintaining its balance in the water. Yue Xinchuan, who was full of warmth, quickly made a judgment, "After landing, the mast sail!" He suddenly had a clear mind when he gave the order. He had to bring it down, otherwise the main ship would not be able to charge out.

After that, Yue Xinchuan retracted his spirit and continued waving his arms to give clear instructions. Nearby, Xue Linglan heaved a sigh of relief. The violent shaking caused by the rope hurt her waist. She finally managed to grab hold of the chains on the mast, but found that Yue Xinchuan's mind was unfocused. She immediately used up a large amount of her mental power to cast the Bright Moon Blessing Technique on Yue Xinchuan. She didn't know what Yue Xinchuan felt, but it was obviously working. After unleashing the Blessing Skill, Xue Linglan, who had been out of breath for a long time, was unable to see anything clearly.

The crew did not dare to delay and began to work, but no one was able to climb up the mast to untie the slippery rope and sail. Several crew members were gathered under the mast, unable to do anything. The hull was still capsizing, and the rear sails, which had held the ship in balance, were now the deadliest problem.

Yu Mu Province looked at Yuexin Chuan on the bow of the ship.

"Right now!" Yue Xinchuan's dignified demeanor conveyed an imminent signal, "If you want to make a move, then do it now!"

Yu Dui nodded and strode toward the mast. He drew his sword, the turbulence causing him to almost lose his balance, but he still stabbed at the most vulnerable part of the mast. The green edge of the sword emitted a cold glint in the sea, it was as fast as a swordfish in a flash. Yu Mu Yuan's sword was inserted into the mast, and with a loud shout, all the muscles in his body tensed up. His sword Qi drew a white stream of light on the seabed, slicing a huge hole in the mast. With the help of the powerful seabed waves, the mast was like a broken rock as it underwent a drastic change.

However, the mast had not fallen into the sea after being cut down by the sword of the last province of Feather. Instead, it had been pulled into the turbulent flow by the masts.

"The mast hit the rudder." The crew members who went to check rushed over, the despair in his eyes was extremely dense. The rudder was damaged, and the main ship would completely lose control.

"Yue Xinchuan!" He knew better than anyone what the ship's situation was. If the ship was not stabilized, everything she had done before would become meaningless, and the Autumn Leaf would even take the twenty-three battleships that had been following her into the deep sea. He held onto the last glimmer of hope and looked at the young navigator. Perhaps Yue Xinchuan could even perform some miracles.

Yue Xinchuan blankly stared at the distant sky. Over there, the heavy sea clouds were splitting open, and light was pouring down. It seemed like they were only one step away from him. He could have used the ocean currents to find the Gate of Life of the storm, and at the most appropriate moment, he could have used the most accurate angle to break open the storm's chest, killing his way out of this hopeless situation. However, the current was not as he had hoped. The rudder was damaged under the chaotic sea, and the ship could no longer obey his commands. For the first time, his eyes were filled with a heavy, metallic haze. When he looked back, he only threw a word at Yu Mu Province.

"Abandon the ship."

A trace of sadness appeared in Yu Mu Province, but he soon raised his head again. He couldn't hesitate any longer. At the very least, he had to preserve the last of the Xue Clan's bloodline. As he thought this, he turned his head to urge Xue Linglan to board the boat and escape. However, he met Xue Linglan's gaze head-on.

Xue Linglan looked at the sky in the distance, feeling exceptionally calm. She said softly to the Featherfall Province, "Director Hai, the Indian Star has already risen. We can now activate the Star Flow Division."

Star Current Division, the real secret of the Feathered Navy. The reason why the Feathered warships were able to traverse the coastal seas with their pure sailboats, better than the human galleys, was because they relied on this secret rudder. As long as the Indian star was in the sky, the Feathered warships would be able to accurately control the direction with the direction of the Indian Ocean.

"Once the starflow is activated, the ship will be immediately turned to the north, and only after that will it be controlled," Yu Dui said hesitantly. "Our ship may not be able to withstand such a huge change in direction, but it will probably completely disintegrate."

"What we should do more than abandon the ship is to try our best." "Now that every step is a desperate attempt to survive, I definitely don't want to escape anymore. I absolutely cannot give up on our three thousand companions."

Yu Mu Province looked deeply at the young princess, and saw in her incomparable courage and the resolution of the Lord. He said no more and left in silence. Soon after, Xue Linglan fell down powerlessly. Her body was like a floating duckweed, moving up and down with the undercurrent. The double physical and mental torment had caused her to lose all ability to move. The coarse chains had torn her skin, and the fresh blood had dyed her battle dress a deep red. When she slammed into the mast once more, Yue Xinchuan had finally arrived and locked her in his arms.

"Leave the rest to me." Yue Xinchuan solemnly said to Xue Linglan.

With these words, the starflow rudder of the ship was completely opened. Yue Xinchuan could feel the powerful rotation of the ship beneath his feet. This was the power of guidance from the stars, so he quickly steadied the bow of the ship and pointed it towards the north, firmly facing the storm. Yue Xinchuan looked at this scene in disbelief. He suddenly understood why the navy of the Feathered Race could dominate the sea realm. As long as he was able to overcome this desperate situation, with his intelligence and combined with this fleet, the White Thorn Flower could cover the entire ocean!

"Left rudder seventeen degrees!" Yue Xinchuan watched the storm unfold without blinking. The ship's rudder tilted, and the current pushed the ship in the right direction. Looking ahead, the sky was getting brighter, and the corners of Yue Xinchuan's mouth curled up.

"Very good, I shall take the title of White Thorn Rudder."

It was only when the battleship broke through the sea's curtain wall and slammed heavily onto the surface that the group was able to adapt to the current situation. They did not know how long they had walked in the sea, but the long suffocating feeling made the experienced crew members unable to endure. The unconscious Xue Linglan coughed out a huge mouthful of saliva as he gradually came to his senses. The storm stopped, and Yue Xinchuan led them out of the sea.

The tornado was nowhere to be seen as the thick sea of clouds in the sky seemed to have a huge cut. Sunlight shone down, brightening up the previously dark surroundings.

Yue Xinchuan had long since woken up. He held a seashell in his hand and leaned on the railing, gazing at the sea in the distance. Yu Mu Province looked at the calm Yue Xinchuan and felt a little strange. Such a miraculous victory was definitely worth celebrating. However, this young man stood in the sunlight without saying a word, his face devoid of any expression of joy. His half-naked upper body was covered in a faint golden sheen of sunlight. It was unknown what emotion was hidden in his pupils.

The corners of his eyes were moist. He didn't know whether it was tears or the water.