The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1209: The Sunken Ship in the Abyss
"Thank you for the snack, Blood-Hand Venom Emperor."
Ling Feng gave a relaxed smile and flicked aside a silver needle that had already turned black.
The truth was that the moment he seized the Jade Moth Larva, he had already used that needle to remove its poison sac. The little poison that remained was nothing to his physique.
"You are impressive!"
The Blood Hand Venom Emperor studied Ling Feng with new seriousness. She could not help but raise her opinion of this "fatty".
People should never be judged by appearance, just as the sea cannot be measured with a cup. This fat fellow looked hideous, but his skill was undeniable.
"Hehe. Since everyone has acknowledged Young Master Long's abilities, we should set off."
Madam Zhuqu stepped forward to smooth things over. She was the one most eager to move ahead, as she had undertaken this journey to save her deceased husband.
"Good. Let us depart!"
The Bald Blade Emperor let out a hearty laugh. His long blade carried a heavy scent of blood. Anyone could tell this was a man who had killed countless foes.
Ling Feng touched his nose and thought to himself, once we reach the dangerous area, these people might turn against me in an instant if any treasure appears. Better be on my toes!
With their intentions aligned, the group left immediately.
Madam Zhuqu had assumed Ling Feng would need his demonic pet to maintain the pace of Human Emperors. To her surprise, Ling Feng stepped onto his sword and rose into the air. His speed was not only comparable to theirs but even slightly faster.
The Flying Immortal Sword Controlling Art consumed far less elemental force than their normal traveling techniques.
As they traveled, the Blood-Hand Venom Emperor, Lan Yuhuang, flew to Ling Feng's side. She frowned and asked, "Hey, brat. How did you eat my poisonous insect without anything happening to you?"
Ling Feng only gave her a faint smile and stayed silent. His refusal to explain made her even more curious. She kept pestering him along the way, which left both the Bald Blade Emperor and Shui Wuhen silently jealous.
Lan Yuhuang cultivated toxic arts that made ordinary people shrink away from her. Yet she had a stunning figure, and even with a veil covering her features, her beauty was unmistakable.
A woman like that chasing after a fat man left the others speechless.
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"This is our destination."
Madam Zhuqu landed on a reef and spoke in a steady voice. "Beneath these waters lies a very unusual place. Over the years, many ships have passed this way and sunk. Because of that, people call this area the Soul Burial Abyss."
"So this is where the Soul Burial Abyss really is."
The Bald Blade Emperor, Yang Xiong, looked impatient. "Zhuqu old woman, enough chatter. Let's get down there."
He finished speaking and leapt straight into the sea with a loud splash.
Shui Wuhen and Lan Yuhuang exchanged a look and followed him into the depths.
Madam Zhuqu glanced at Ling Feng. "Young Master Long, stay close."
She then plunged into the sea.
"There is definitely something strange down there!"
Everyone felt their caution rising as they descended.
Deep under the surface, they finally saw a massive sunken ship.
A fearsome aura of sword qi wrapped around the entire wreck.
Shui Wuhen drew a sharp breath. "What terrifying sword qi!"
