Chapter 475 - 471: Slaughter On The Noxious Seas

Chapter 475 - 471: Slaughter On The Noxious Seas

"Li Yungu!" An energized and roaring command left Hong Chunhua’s mouth, prompting Li Yungu to react with a fierce shout of understanding. The bespectacled elf moved swiftly, forming several handseals in quick succession, sending out waves of spiritual force as she brought out eight stones. With a practiced motion, these stones shot out and transfixed themselves around the box in a octogonal-shape.

The stones were dull and grey, but after they entered this pattern, their colors started to change rapidly as a beguiling mist emerged around them in a large area, concealing their ship in a matter of seconds.

Immediately afterwards, Hong Chunhua formed a seal, and she jumped upwards and out of the mist. The other three followed, with Lian Yu staying behind. The ship rumbled softly and then began to rapidly sink into the Noxious Seas’ violet-colored waters. A thin film encapsulated the entire ship, protecting it from the toxic properties of the waters below.

Lian Yu anxiously watched the others leave as she sank, her spiritual senses restricted within. She could only stay behind due to her low cultivation base. A fierce desire for strength ignited within her heart, a desire that had ignited many times before. Unfortunately, she was never able to match these elite experts or Long Chen, always relegated to an observer.

"Captain!" Within the crow’s nest, a lookout shouted with their eyes emitting dense and continuous rays of light. "They’ve hidden within mist! I can’t sense or see them!" She exclaimed aloud, ensuring the crew was informed. This female lookout had a cultivation base at the Soul Idol Phase, but her spiritual sense and sensory spells were the absolute best on the ship, so she was extremely well-suited for this position.

A thin, sickly looking man with ash pale skin and a gloomy gaze arrived on the deck, prompting the crew to give looks of respect and reverence. This man was the Light Reflection Phase Cultivator who sent the spiritual sight of Bei Yunhan and Zu Zun away. His name was Buze Yichen. Since the beginning of this year, he had earned the title of Captain of Pale Trees Pirates.

Buze Yichen slightly frowned. "Are they running?" He asked himself this, witnessing the mist start to rapidly spread in all directions, making it increasingly difficult to observe what was happening or in what direction. In mere moments, it already spanned half a mile.

"Men! Prepare for battle!" Buze Yichen gave the order, not being one bit careless. There were only two options available to these newcomers, especially with their little numbers. Firstly, they could hightail it out of here while using a distraction. This might be an appealing idea at first, but they’d never escape their Navy River Elven Tribe’s boat designed to navigate these waters.

Or the other option, fight!

He had already pegged their boat way back, realizing there were only five cultivators present, and two of which were at the Fourth Stage of the Astral Core Realm, Spatial Resonance Phase from their spiritual sense. Those two were inconsequential, but to ensure little loss of life, he decided to take action personally. He had always been the cautious sort.

"Find them!" As the men readied for a fight, their previously primed auras translated to legitimate readiness as wards erected ceaselessly around their bodies. The lookout was inspecting the mist, her eyes glowing brighter and brighter with spiritual light as she peered into the mist. They were only a mile away, so she was using her all.

Suddenly, she noticed a particular shift. Her heart leapt with joy as she screamed, "They’re still in the mi-"

A sharp, piercing shriek tore through the air, exploded from the mist, churning the mist as a result. A line of mist formed a long tail of mist, and along that line to its end was a piercing arrow lancing through the void with lightning-like speed.

Pu!

Buze Yichen’s eyes constricted, the scent of fresh blood permeated the air, faintly overtaking the toxic aroma of the violet-colored waters.Thê source of this conte/nt n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

The lookout didn’t even get a chance to scream out in horror or fear or pain, an arrow accurately penetrated the space between her brows. The sheer power of the arrow didn’t cause her head to be drilled in, but utterly exploded in an impact of dazzling light. The momentum sent her body out of the crow’s nest, falling lifelessly amidst the crew with the thudding sound of flesh meeting wood.

"..." The crew saw this, their hearts sinking a thousand feet with every passing moment.

Splash! Splash!

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Those who tried to escape were brought into the Noxious Seas, their screams were abruptly shut off as they seemed to enter a vat of acidic liquid. After a short scream, only their white bones floated to the surface after a few seconds, completely devoid of flesh and clothes. Unfortunately, the visibility was too low, so many were falling to this fate. Even a Soul Idol Phase expert was caught off-guard.

"Don’t leave the ship! There’s a formation at the edges of the ship!" Buze Yichen soon lost his calm. He knew he was losing control of his ship and crew, with many casualties born out of their enemy’s sinister tactics. He didn’t launch random attacks for fear of destroying the ship or killing off his own crew members, weakening their strength further, adding to the confusion.

"Vicious!" He bitingly roared, trying to find the culprits. He shot forward, blazing past a few crew members trying to enter an area that was recently tinted red. When he arrived, he found the crushed remains of a female human. A fierce growl left his lips. He was losing his composure.

Just as he was about to continue his search, a blast of astral force shot towards him. His eyes lit with a ferocious light, using his saber to slice into the astral force, unraveling it with ease, and then retaliated with a flash of saber light. The saber light sliced into the mist.

"AHHHH!" A scream of terror resounded, filled with death and grievance. When Buze Yichen arrived at the voice’s location, he noticed it was one of crew mates. He had been sliced into two by saber force, their eyes reflected their shock and despair at the end of their life.

"Fool!" He spat.

Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!

Five successive sounds resounded, eliminating five more cultivators! The mist reddish tint at that moment had become deeper, but only for a mere moment. At that moment, Buze Yichen finally saw the trajectory of the light arrows. His eyes blazed with violent light, explosively shooting towards the area they all originated from.

He arrived in almost a blink, yet he felt no one nearby. His expression changed.

Pu! Pu! Pu!

He moved faster, rushing off the moment the sounds of impact were heard. Yet, there was still no one there. He hated this mist with a fierce passion. With it up, he couldn’t use his Spatial Mark or Spatial Prison to locate or halt the enemy. If he randomly unleashed his strength, he’ll be wasting astral force and might attack his own members. It’ll be a double loss.

"Find the formation’s core!" Buze Yichen changed his objective as he unleashed several locator-type spiritual spells. He infused ample spiritual force in each, but they all failed to locate the formation let alone the core itself. Unfortunately for him, he hadn’t realized the underwater ship’s location was directly beneath them, underneath the Noxious Seas.

Buze Yichen knew he wasted time with these actions. The lives of many more died as a result. He could only helplessly hear their pleading shouts and heart-shaking death throes. It was a slaughter...

"Who are you?!" Buze Yichen screamed out, his aura gushing to push the mist away. But the mist kept approaching, his aura only temporarily preventing its movements. Only his astral ward halted its approach, and he didn’t dare expand his astral ward to engulf the entire ship.

"Commander, task completed!" A female voice resounded.

"...?!" Buze Yichen knew this voice was new, someone he’d never met before. His eyes glowed with a sharp light as he gripped his saber, his expression revealing a hint of pure savagery. If he found this woman, he swore that he’d ravage her thoroughly. The imagery placated his raging heart a little.

The mist slowly started to recede.