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Starting from the pier, heading north, it would only take them two or three days to reach the southwest border of Holy Spirit Continent by boat. This was also the shortest route between Origin Continent and herself.

Back in the days, when the Origin Continent was in its prime, the docks were extremely lively. Every day, there would be a large number of ships shuttling back and forth between the two continents.

After the invasion by the Demon Clan, the pier was already abandoned. However, during these dozens of years, Human Clan and Tian Clan\'s interactions did not stop. From time to time, there would still be boats going back and forth between the two locations, and in most cases, those boats would choose to stop at the pier to rest before continuing.

In the morning, Tang Huan\'s figure flashed out from an abandoned house at the side of the dock. On his shoulder, Xiao Budian rubbed his eyes, looking like he had just woken up.

Behind Tang Huan, the Flamewing Phoenix King followed closely as she walked out. She was still dressed in the white robes that he provided, and her delicate body was exquisite and beautiful, with enchanting curves.

Even though it had already been two or three days, her expression was still ugly, as she stared fiercely at Tang Huan\'s back. However, her sneak attacks had failed several times along the way. Even though she hadn\'t completely resigned herself to her fate, she didn\'t dare to act blindly without thinking. Every time she failed before, she was punished.

Tang Huan\'s punishment was very simple and easy to accomplish, but to her, it was a form of torture that made her extremely ashamed and angry, making people go crazy.

Because, every time she attacked, Tang Huan would ask her to dance with him!

A dignified expert of the Peak Stage Nine was actually forced to such a state that it no longer had any of the dignity of a Ranker. Thinking back to those nightmarish experiences, Flamewing Phoenix King gnashed his teeth in anger. Unfortunately, her soul was under control and she couldn\'t resist Tang Huan\'s orders at all.

Tang Huan could clearly see the hatred in Flamewing Phoenix King\'s eyes, but he didn\'t mind at all. If she wanted to attack again, Tang Huan wouldn\'t mind letting her do a striptease.

"Xiao Budian, let\'s go."

Tang Huan smiled and pinched the little fellow\'s mouth.

Coming to this place, Tang Huan did not want to catch a boat, but because from here to Holy Spirit Continent, not only would the journey be the shortest, they would also pass by several islands on the way, allowing him to rest. If they directly flew from Feng Ming Mountain to the vast ocean, it was very possible that they would not even be able to find a place to stay for a few days.

"Yiya!" Xiao Budian woke up from his stupor and started to change his body.

"Hu!"

After a while, the large sized Six-winged Blue Dragon had already carried Tang Huan on his back. With three pairs of wings, they rushed out of the dock and headed towards the north while sticking close to the surface of the sea. Flamewing Phoenix King angrily punched and kicked at Tang Huan, a pair of wings immediately condensing behind him. With a light pat, he quickly caught up.

Days passed and night came. In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.

It was late in the evening, and in the middle of the vast sea, a large ship tens of meters long was riding the wind and breaking the waves as it docked on an island.

"Haha, let\'s rest here for the night. We will arrive at the Wind Feather City tomorrow at noon."

Amidst the hearty laughter, a red shadow jumped down from the bow of the ship. Just as he was about to fall into the sea, the gigantic fiery red sword on his shoulder slammed into the sea, splashing the waves everywhere. He soared into the air once again, and for the second time in a row, finally landed on the shore dozens of meters away.

It was an abnormally tall and sturdy young man dressed in a red robe. The greatsword in his hand was exuding a scorching aura.

"Big Brother Gu, move away a little!" A loud shout came from the boat.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the red-robed man moved out of the way, a meter-long awl shot out explosively, piercing into the soil on the shore. A rope as thick as an arm connected the bow of the boat to the tip of the cone. Immediately afterwards, a tall and sturdy young man stepped on the rope and rushed towards the shore.

Dozens of figures had already gathered at the bow of the ship, laughing merrily as they waited to disembark. Each of them carried a weapon, obviously they were all Martial Warriors s.

"Qiu Jian..."

Just as the red robed man laughed out loud, his face couldn\'t help but change. "Be careful, the enemy is attacking!"

At almost the same instant his words left his mouth, a black shadow silently broke through the surface of the sea surrounding the large ship and rushed to the deck, attacking the group of Martial Warriors at the bow. There were more than a hundred of them. They were not wearing any clothes, and other than their faces, they were actually covered with black scales that resembled fish scales. From afar, their bodies seemed to be covered in a layer of shimmering black light.

"The merfolk! They\'re all fucking merfolk! "

The red robed man roared. With a move of his feet, he stepped onto the rope, and the young man called Qiu Jian immediately turned his head on the rope, rushing back into the boat one after the other. He met up with the group of Martial Warriors once again.

Screams, angry roars, and the clashing of weapons resounded at the edge of the island.

Not long after, the deck was dyed red with blood, and the bed was littered with corpses. The red robed man was like a ferocious beast that had just escaped from its cage, he waved his gigantic sword, and everywhere he passed, the merfolk fell one after another, but even so, the number of Human Clan s continued to decrease.

After a quarter of an hour, there were only a dozen or so people left, but not only did the number of mummies not decrease, it actually increased to two hundred.

The red-robed man and the others huddled together, the group of Draconians slowly approaching from all directions.

"F * ck, looks like we\'re all going to die here today. Are you guys scared?" The red robed man swept his gaze around and laughed out loud. His already fiery red robe became even more eye-catching after being dyed in blood. His entire person seemed to have been fished out of a pool of blood as his entire body emitted a baleful aura.

"What\'s there to be afraid of? I have already killed five beasts from the Demon Clan. Even if I die now, it would be more than enough." Qiu Jian bellowed, and the slightly dim golden spear in his hand immediately let out a buzzing sound. The body of the spear once again released a dazzling golden luster.

"I also killed three. If you want my life, you have to at least exchange it for two more lives!" Another roar rang out.

"Big Brother Gu, I still don\'t want to die. I haven\'t even kissed a woman before." Immediately after, there was a wailing sound. Hearing that, the ten or so Martial Warriors s around laughed, while the young man who was crying winked at them, showing no fear.

"F * ck off, you\'re lying to a ghost. Don\'t think that laozi doesn\'t know what good things you\'ve done these two years."

The red robed man laughed and scolded, but immediately sighed with regret. "Unfortunately, we won\'t be able to complete our mission this time. However, at this point, he could not care so much. Brothers, kill — — When the last word, "kill" was uttered, the red robed man\'s expression turned ferocious.

"Clang!"

However, at this moment, a strange thunderous sound suddenly reverberated in the air above the island.