Furrowing his brows ever so slightly, Mu Ye observed the ever-expanding sheet of ice upon the ocean. “He’s using his Martial Soul Avatar to freeze the ocean. He’s frozen at least twenty soul beasts at the ten-thousand-year level, but why doesn’t he finish them off?”
At that moment, a boom. The ship rocked, intense ripples spreading through the soul barrier. Tang Wulin tried to steady himself.
There were simply too many soul beasts bombarding the ships. These weren’t warships to begin with, but luxury cruisers.
After regaining his balance, Tang Wulin looked out to the action once more. He saw mechas taking off from the decks of the ships to join the defensive. But even with their added firepower, the soul beasts barely slowed in their onslaught.
Moments later, the barrier shattered and a barrage of attacks landed directly upon the ship’s hull. Water surged into every opening. A watery grave seemed more likely than ever.
“Attention all soul masters. Attention all soul masters. We are currently being attacked by a swarm of marine soul beasts. We request that you help defend the ship and prevent us from sinking. Please immediately engage the soul beasts and stop further attacks on the hull.”
Tang Wulin glanced at Mu Ye and was met with a faint smile. “If you want to go, then go,” Mu Ye said. “This is a good opportunity for you anyway.”
Tang Wulin nodded and turned to his companions. “Follow me!” He immediately broke out into a dash toward the balcony, jumped off the railing, and leaped toward the beasts. As he soared through the air, he shot a strand of bluesilver grass to wrap around the balcony’s railing, anchoring himself. A second later, he landed on the expanse of ice Wu Zhangkong had created.
Gu Yue followed right behind him, lessening the weight of their group with the power of wind as she slid down on Tang Wulin’s bluesilver grass to the ice. Ye Xinglan, Yuanen Yehui, and Xie Xie arrived next.
Only Xu Lizhi stayed back, his complexion pale as he peered out over the balcony. “I-I’m a bit afraid of heights.”
Mu Ye chuckled. “You’ll get used to it.” Before Xu Lizhi could react, Mu Ye grabbed him by the collar and threw him overboard. “Wulin, catch!” Mu Ye shouted.
The drop from the balcony was about seventy meters. As Xu Lizhi entered free-fall, he let out fearful wails.
On the ice, Tang Wulun spun around, a net of bluesilver grass shooting out to catch Xu Lizhi. His teammate bounced once off the net before landing on his butt.
Tang Wulin’s bluesilver grass wouldn’t have been able to withstand such great impact before his second awakening. However, now that it had evolved into the Bluesilver Emperor, it was a seamless extension of his body and he could exert his full strength through the grass.
“Keep your guard up, everyone.” Tang Wulin released strands of grass to wrap around the waists of his teammates, keeping them more or less connected. Six moved as on
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