Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant-Chapter 382: East Sea Dragon’s Roar

Five to six hundred Loose Cultivators from the Lu family camp charged toward the seaport at White Crane Island, faces filled with excitement.

The majority flew with magical artifacts, gathering in groups of threes and fives.

Only a few Loose Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm piloted the ships.

A few Loose Cultivators in the Qi Cultivation Realm followed behind in flying ships, hoping to scavenge.

However, waiting for them was the well-trained Wei Family warship fleet.

A dozen or so Wei Family warships, in arrowhead formation, rapidly charged out under the lead of the flagship warship commanded by the Patriarch of the Wei Family.

"Fire!"

At the command of Patriarch Wei.

"Boom!" The sound of the Spiritual Energy Cannon roared loudly.

Dozens of Loose Cultivators charging at the front were shattered into pieces, debris flying everywhere.

A Loose Cultivator’s ship, taking the brunt of the attack, was hit by a dozen Spiritual Energy Cannons.

The ship, along with its passengers, disintegrated instantly in an explosion.

In an instant, countless fragments of flesh and ship debris rained down from the sky.

At the seaport of White Crane Island, blood mist filled the air.

Terrified, the Loose Cultivators from the Lu family camp turned and fled.

"Those who retreat shall be executed without mercy!"

The Lu family’s warship behind them fired several cannon shots, blasting a dozen fleeing Loose Cultivators into dust.

Intimidated by the Spiritual Energy Cannons of the Lu family’s warships, the participating Loose Cultivators turned back in unison, surging toward the Wei family’s warships like a tide.

In an instant, the Wei family and Lu family warships clashed together, bombarding each other fiercely.

The remaining Lu family Loose Cultivators avoided the Wei family warships, attacking the weaker ships behind.

This was a battle of annihilation between the Wei and Lu families.

For both families, it was a fight to the death.

There was no room for retreat.

Both sides were blinded by rage.

Amidst the thunderous roar of the Spiritual Energy Cannons.

Warship after warship, hit by enemy fire, shook and fell, exploding with a roar.

Even so.

The Cultivators from both clans who escaped from the warships still roared furiously, charging forward with all their might.

They had no thought of retreating.

"Those who retreat shall be executed without mercy!"

This command applied to all the battling Cultivators present.

The old, weak, and women of the Wei family fled in disarray on the flying ships, scattering in all directions.

There was no strategy.

Only one goal.

To escape the battlefield and survive.

The warship where Shen Xuan was hidden was the Wei family’s fastest Gale Warship.

Led by Wei Xinghong, with Wei Yating, Qing Feng, Ming Yue, and other Wei family seeds, they crossed the battlefield, seeking an escape route.

"Trying to escape? Stay here!"

A gigantic black palm descended from the sky, striking toward the Gale Warship.

Seeing no way to avoid it.

"Get lost!"

A cyan giant palm appeared from the Wei family flagship warship.

The two giant palms clapped against each other, creating an earth-shattering explosion, dissipating each other.

"Wei Qingxin, at this point, do you still refuse to admit defeat?"

The Lu family patriarch blocked the Gale Warship, holding a flag-like Magical Treasure, with a massive Ice Mountain Bear King standing by his side.

On the other side, Lu Zhanpeng also appeared, holding a Magic Sword, blocking the Gale Warship’s retreat.

"Admit defeat? Old man Lu, don’t be so pleased with yourself! The outcome is yet to be decided!"

"Battle!"

The voice of the Wei family patriarch thundered like a roar, resounding throughout the battlefield.

The Wei family Cultivators roared in unison.

"Battle!"

A severely injured and dying Wei family Cultivator climbed from a pile of bodies, using his last bit of strength to shout to the heavens: "Battle!"

Then, he closed his eyes with satisfaction.

A comforting smile still played on his face.

Shen Xuan, watching the brutal battlefield scenes unfold, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness.

These Wei family Cultivators faced strong enemies, knowing they were bound to die, yet they still fought to carve out a blood-stained escape path for their kin.

However, their sacrifice was insufficient to change the course of battle.

The true deciders of the battlefield’s outcome were the fights between the highest combat powers of the two clans.

"Hmph, stubborn fools! Your Wei family killed my clansmen, seized my ancestral properties, failed to cultivate justice, and wantonly committed murder."

"The cycle of Heavenly Dao brings you to this day! If you surrender now, our Lu family, in its mercy, might spare your lives."

The Lu family patriarch said coldly.

"Old man Lu, in terms of shamelessness, you are the number one in the East Mountain Sea Domain!"

"I, Wei, have lived for over three hundred years, never have I seen someone so brazen and shameless as you!"

"Speaking of family style, your Lu family runs rampant with evil deeds."

"Where do you get the nerve to slander our Wei family!"

In the rear.

Lu Zhanpeng appeared somewhat impatient.

"Patriarch, why waste words on the dying!"

The Lu family patriarch nodded almost imperceptibly at Lu Zhanpeng.

The next moment.

The two of them transformed into escape lights, rapidly attacking the Wei family patriarch from front and back.

The Lu family patriarch’s flag-like Magical Treasure waved slightly, stirring up a tempestuous wave, sweeping toward the Wei family patriarch.

On the other side.

Halfway, Lu Zhanpeng suddenly turned around.

His Magic Sword burst into a dazzling light, instantly growing over ten feet long, exuding a chilling aura as it sliced toward the Wei family’s Gale Warship in mid-air.

"Such vile knaves!"

The Wei family patriarch’s face changed dramatically.

On this Gale Warship was Wei Yating, a seed of the Alchemy Dao and the hope for the Wei family’s future rise.

Clearly, the two True Masters of the Lu family had devised a plan.

Even in a two-on-one battle between Fake Pill True Masters, it was difficult to determine life and death quickly.

Better to uproot and eliminate the Wei family’s seeds first.

The Wei family patriarch wanted to turn back and save them, but was tightly entangled by the Lu family patriarch.

An element of surprise was used well!

The Lu family patriarch was caught off guard.

In fact, even if he had been prepared.

It would still be impossible to fend off the two True Masters of the Lu family simultaneously.

If they had set their minds to it.

Sooner or later, they would lock onto the Wei family’s Gale Warship.

Wei Xinghong gritted his teeth, piloting the Gale Warship, trying to escape.

However, Lu Zhanpeng’s Magic Sword, was astonishingly fast.

Faster than the Gale Warship by three points.

Within mere seconds.

Seeing the Magic Sword exuding terrifying sword light, ready to strike the Gale Warship.

At this point.

A strange white mist suddenly wafted out from the Gale Warship.

Within the white mist, countless transparent Spiritual Power ice fish appeared, forming into Cyan Spirit Walls to block in front of Lu Zhanpeng’s Magic Sword.

The Cyan Ice Walls, under the power of the Magic Sword, exploded one by one, dispersing into countless tiny ice shards.

However, there were too many Cyan Spirit Walls.

Each Cyan Ice Wall slowed the speed of the Magic Sword slightly.

Bit by bit, they added up.

When the Magic Sword shattered over thirty Cyan Spirit Walls.

The Gale Warship barely escaped the range of the Magic Sword’s lock.

Patriarch Wei’s heart steadied.

He knew that Shen the Pill Master’s friend had finally made a move.

Patriarch Lu was shocked.

"Zhan Peng, don’t let them go!"

"I’ll entangle Wei Qingxin, you go after them, don’t let a single one escape!"

"Zhan Peng understands!"

Lu Zhanpeng snorted coldly, transforming into a streak of escape light, chasing after them.

The speed of the escape light surpassed the Swift Wind Warship.

Wei Hongxing’s heart hung tight as he grimly steered the Swift Wind Warship with all his might.

A strange voice echoed beside his ear.

"Fly down, head to the sea surface!"

Wei Hongxing was startled.

He had never heard this voice before.

Looking around.

A dozen Lu Family seeds were all looking at him eagerly.

Apart from this, there was not a single silhouette.

"Hurry, if we don’t go down to the sea, even I can’t help you!"

The strange voice urgently said.

Wei Hongxing stopped pondering.

He steered the Swift Wind Warship, turning it downward, diving straight towards the sea surface.

With a "plop".

Water splashed everywhere.

The Swift Wind Warship smashed several feet into the seabed, rebounded, and floated up.

At this moment, Lu Zhanpeng had already arrived.

"Who dares sneak around, go to hell!"

The Magic Sword once again emitted a blinding light.

Vast Spiritual Power stirred the sea to raise towering waves, sweeping over with overwhelming force.

The Swift Wind Warship shook violently, nearly capsizing.

Inside the cabin, there was a deathly silence, not a sound could be heard.

A dozen Wei Family seeds stood in a daze.

They watched the dazzling sword light through the window in horror.

Everyone felt a terror emanating from their Divine Souls.

Even Wei Hongxing, in the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment, was paralyzed, unable to move.

"Is this the might of a True Master?"

"The Great Realm suppression, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, I can’t resist it at all!"

Wei Hongxing’s heart filled with sorrow.

Not for himself.

But for the dozen seeds of the Wei Family.

"Could it be that our Wei Family is truly destined to perish here?"

At this moment.

A strange sound suddenly echoed from the seawater.

Like an old bull’s bellow.

It was majestic and imposing.

Like it crossed over from ancient times, exuding an indescribable sense of age and mystery, shaking the Divine Soul.

Wei Hongxing woke up as if from a dream.

The True Master’s Spiritual Pressure that imprisoned him suddenly disappeared.

No, it didn’t disappear.

It was forcibly shattered by the dragon’s roar from the sea.

"Go!" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Wei Hongxing roared furiously.

The Swift Wind Warship accelerated abruptly, once again escaping Lu Zhanpeng’s Magic Sword lock.

Lu Zhanpeng’s face was ashen.

The Wei Family’s Swift Wind Warship had escaped his control once again.

"What is this thing!"

"Show yourself!"

Lu Zhanpeng directed his Magic Sword to fiercely slash at the sea surface where the dragon’s roar emanated.

"Moo!"

This time, the sound was even louder.

It closely resembled the legendary roar of an ancient Divine Dragon.

Following that.

A five-zhang-long Flood Dragon Snake emerged from the seawater, soaring through clouds and mist, rushing towards Lu Zhanpeng.

"Vile creature! Face your death!"

A mere Tier Two Top Grade Flood Dragon Snake, Lu Zhanpeng didn’t take it seriously.

He pointed his fingers like a sword, aiming at the Flood Dragon Snake.

It was as if the space was being split open.

The Magic Sword spewed out a yard-long sword light, shooting forth.

"Be careful!"

The warning voice from the Lu Family Patriarch came a moment too late.

Just as the words fell.

The Flood Dragon Snake’s demonic aura surged violently.

It approached within five zhang of Lu Zhanpeng.

The Flood Dragon’s mouth suddenly opened wide.

A mysterious Talisman flashed by.

In the next instant.

The Talisman expanded explosively, transforming into a Thunder Arc, carrying a destructive aura that struck directly at the unprepared Lu Zhanpeng’s face.

With a "boom".

Thunderfire filled the sky, light spanned a hundred zhang.

Lu Zhanpeng let out a blood-curdling scream that echoed to the heavens.

His entire body was charred, inside and out, emitting the aroma of cooked meat.

Lu Zhanpeng was a Fake Pill True Master.

An ordinary Upper Grade Magical Treasure couldn’t break through his flesh body defense.

Before Lu Zhanpeng could react.

The Flood Dragon Snake quickly approached.

The Flood Dragon’s teeth suddenly grew long, more than a foot, sharp and pointy.

Opening its mouth, it bit into Lu Zhanpeng.

"Vile creature!"

A searing pain struck once more.

Lu Zhanpeng’s chest and abdomen were directly pierced by several sharp teeth.

How is this possible!

He himself is a Fake Pill True Master!

Lu Zhanpeng’s brain buzzed in confusion.

Enduring the pain, he prepared to summon his Magic Sword.

Before he could infuse it with Spiritual Power.

Continuing immediately.

The Flood Dragon Snake suddenly began to frantically roll and spin.

Lu Zhanpeng’s body was tightly bitten by the Flood Dragon Snake’s fangs, spinning incessantly.

The tearing pain that penetrated to his Divine Soul made Lu Zhanpeng faint on the spot.

The Magic Sword lost control, falling helplessly into the seawater.

In the eyes of the public, Lu Zhanpeng was dragged into the water by the Flood Dragon Snake.

On the sea surface, blood floated up in waves.

Attracting countless demonic fish and demonic shrimps, eager to devour.

A terrifying speculation surfaced in the minds of many.