Tiannan Prefecture is located at the southernmost tip of the Kyushu mainland, and further south is the vast blue South China Sea. There was once a monk who wanted to measure the vastness of the South China Sea, and set off in Tiannan Prefecture to fly across the sea, but no one has seen this monk since, and they all think that the monk should be buried in the boundless sea.

After a long period of spiritual enlightenment and the formation of a unique cultivation system, the simple nature of the sea clan monks and the seemingly inexhaustible marine resources have gradually entered the vision of the Immortal Dao Alliance.

Wanxianmen was once divided into two factions with distinct positions on how to get along with the Sea Clan. The doves headed by Huangfu Youyan, the suzerain of Wanxianmen, advocated seeking common ground while reserving differences, and strived to have friendly exchanges with the simple and kind sea tribes and jointly develop marine resources, so that the two sides would benefit each other. However, the hawkish faction of the Supreme Elder Zeng Jiuhe took a tough stance, believing in the extreme concept of "if you are not of my race, your heart will be different", believing that Wanxianmen should take advantage of the critical moment when the Sea Clan has not really become strong, and unite with several other major factions to completely drive the Sea Clan into the abyss of no return, so as to enjoy this inexhaustible marine resource alone.

Ten years ago, Huangfu Youyan tried his best to overcome public opinion and live in harmony with the Sea Clan.

Ten years later, Huangfu Youyan disappeared, the hawks took power, and the peace of the past was no more.

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The vast South China Sea is uninhabited.

From here, you can't see the Wanxianmen Palace standing thousands of feet high in the sea of Tiannan Prefecture, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the turbulent waves are ups and downs several feet high, this sea trade route that has witnessed the friendly trade between the human race and the sea tribe has been abandoned for a long time.

Between the sea and the sky, there was a faint sound of breaking waves in the distance, and the sound gradually became noisy and harsh, and soon a jujube core spirit boat with a sharp bow broke through the big waves and appeared in the field of vision. However, not far behind the jujube core spirit boat, there were dozens of sea clan monks who stepped on the ferocious humpback shark as a mount and kept chasing.

The hideous-looking middle-aged man among the Sea Clan monks squinted slightly, and quickly measured the distance between them and the jujube core spirit boat with his eye, and pulled out the sharp fish bone behind him with his backhand, and the palm of his mind was full of strength, and the half-foot-long fish bone only needed to rise to the size of a short spear in the wind. The other Sea Clan monks did the same, and in an instant, a dozen glittering fishbone spears burst through the air, resounding a series of piercing sonic booms on the surface of the sea.

The helmsman of the jujube core spirit boat is obviously a novice who does not know how to control the spirit boat, and the escape track is twisted and crooked, so that the little speed advantage that he originally occupied is all thrown back, and there is even a bad posture to be caught up by the pursuers.

The short spear of fish bones blessed by spiritual power pierced through the waves, and a cold "spear rain" fell around the weak jujube core spirit boat, and the two fish bone short spears hit the hull of the ship impartially. This jujube core spirit boat, which has something to do with the Mo family, was not sunk, and it was still strong and galloping forward on the waves, but its speed dropped significantly due to the damage to the spiritual power supply line under the hull.

The door of the cockpit of the jujube core spirit boat was lifted open and kicked away, revealing a delicate woman who was not tall but had a delicate figure. The woman reached out and pulled out the fishbone short spear on the hull, but she never wanted to be cut through the palm by the sharp barb on the short spear, and the woman's tears swirled in her eyes with a face like a fairy, but she still gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her heart, pulled out the two short spears and threw them into the sea, and the speed of the jujube core spirit boat finally increased a little more insignificant.

There was also a young woman with black hair in the jujube core spirit boat, she couldn't cry and held the bloody palm of the delicate woman, and bandaged it with the only gauze around her, but the blood still stained the gauze, and the drops of bright red converged into a thread and rolled down her feet.

The young woman with the fins on the back of her hand pleaded with tears: "A-mercy, I beg you, let me go and run away by yourself! ”

"Run away, run away, die together, I will never leave you!" the woman, whose face turned pale from blood loss, shook her head stubbornly.

The woman's palms were bloody and sweet, and dozens of Sea Clan monks were willing to eat even if they were so far away, and one of the Sea Clan monks sneered: "It's quite unexpected to be able to escape so far with the princess. It's a pity that this ocean is so big, how can this little girl who has been in Wanxianmen since she was a child imagine it?"

Another Sea Clan monk sniffed the scent of blood in the air fiercely, and wondered, "Didn't we break with the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect on land a few years ago?

The middle-aged Sea Clan monk who led him had a Divine Realm cultivation in his body, and he looked sideways, and the rest of the Sea Clan monks all closed their mouths tremblingly, obviously fearing more than respecting this middle-aged man who had been entrusted with the important task by the clan elder himself.

One of them had been under the hands of this middle-aged Sea Clan monk for a long time, and said with a smile: "Boss Zaka, you must know more inside stories than us, why don't you just talk to our brothers?

The middle-aged man named Zaka had several ups and downs under his feet, and the hideous-looking humpback shark increased his speed again, he glanced back at the person who had just spoken, and just when the man felt that there was no play, Zaka suddenly spoke: "A few years ago, Wanxianmen was not the current Zeng Jiuhe in charge, and at that time he was still a kind-hearted woman who presided over the overall situation. You will estimate that you are still wise, and the two races of the sea of people lived in harmony at that time, far from what it is now. The reason why I was able to set foot in the realm of transforming gods is also inseparable from the many methods of the human race to breathe in and practice qi. The yellow-haired girl was the biological daughter of the kind-hearted woman back then, and the two clans were friendly at the beginning, and the princess had been playing with the girl since she was a child, and the relationship should be good. ”

The rest of the young Sea Clan monks who had not experienced that period of time looked at each other.

Zaka held his breath and stopped talking, and the humpback shark roared and broke the waves under his feet, and soon caught up with the jujube core spirit boat that had plummeted, and the magic spells in his hand surged, and a large net woven by pure spiritual power shrouded the jujube core spirit boat. The Emperor Fu You, who used to be loved by everyone in the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect but was now isolated and helpless on the vast sea, was full of pale and sad indignation, looking at the Sea Clan monk who had been tracking them for a few days, and just wanted to resist, he was flashed behind by the experienced Zaka, and snatched the sharp dagger that had been quietly clenched behind him.

Just when Huangfu Youlian and the princess of the Sea Clan were about to be captured, a huge spatial crack was suddenly torn open in the sky, and the riotous spiritual power in the crack set off stormy waves on the sea, and even the originally clear sky also darkened, and there was something in it that could only barely be identified as a human shape, and it crashed into the water like a cannonball.

The two women in the jujube core spirit boat and all the Sea Clan monks were frozen in place, until the man surfaced completely dry in the monstrous waves, and the eyes of the emperor, who was already as dead as ashes, widened as if he had seen a ghost.

Isn't that guy dead for a long time?