Chapter 509: Chapter 53: Coastal City of Zhao Kingdom

Canglan Sea Region.

Sea Race’s lair.

The Sea Race Leader returned with a group of powerful figures, gazing at the blood-stained sea region and the bodies of the clan descendants below, his expression extremely grim.

Corpses were floating everywhere!

A few moments later, a member of the Sea Race emerged from underwater, face full of anger: "Leader, our clan’s treasure ground has been completely destroyed."

Upon hearing this, the strong members of the Sea Race on site all glared.

The treasure ground held the treasures of their Sea Race accumulated over a hundred years. Combined with the deaths of these clan descendants, this loss would be the greatest in hundreds of years for the Canglan Sea Race.

"Who on earth did this!"

The Canglan Sea Race Leader roared in anger, and the calm sea surface surged like a giant dragon, creating an apocalyptic scene on the entire sea.

The Sea Race is more powerful in battle at sea than on land by several folds.

"Leader, according to the clan member, it was done by a Human Race martial artist, but the person disappeared after the horn blew."

"A Human Race martial artist!"

"Sir, it must be a scheme by the Wu Kingdom and Liang against our Canglan Sea Race, and this vendetta must be avenged."

"Those able to enter the sea region are at least Upper-Grade Martial Artists, and I’m afraid they have already left the Canglan Sea Region by now."

The strong members of the Sea Race were furious, convinced that Wu Kingdom and Liang conspired, and Wu Kingdom’s motive was naturally their Sea Race’s treasure.

"Wu Kingdom!"

The Sea Race Leader’s eyes also harbored murderous intent. Initially, he didn’t believe the Wu Kingdom would collaborate with Liang, as Wu Kingdom had no reason to do so.

However, with the treasure vault destroyed and many treasures stolen, he found a reason.

Wu Kingdom’s objective was the clan’s treasure vault.

Although there were still many doubts, like why Wu Kingdom and Liang, since they collaborated, didn’t join forces to stop them when they invaded the mountains, preventing their return to the sea region.

But now, with the clan members angry, he needed to give them an explanation.

The Sea Race Leader did not intend to pursue the martial artist who infiltrated the sea region. From their retreat from Canglan Mountain range, due to the relentless pursuit by Canglan Martial Arts Academy, they were delayed by an entire two-hour period.

Two hours, though not enough for an Upper-Grade Martial Artist to leave the Canglan Sea Region, was enough time to lose track.

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A figure emerged from the blue sea water.

"At this distance, the Sea Demons shouldn’t be able to catch up."

Lin Chen burst out from underwater, glanced back behind him, and then swiftly dashed forward on the water’s surface.

Five and a half two-hour periods ago, when he was collecting interest from the Canglan Sea Race, he suddenly heard a sharp sea conch sound.

At the moment he heard the horn, Lin Chen immediately stopped massacring the Canglan Sea Demons and chose to leave first.

The horn sound should be a signal from the Sea Race to their strong members.

However, he did not choose to head towards Canglan Mountain range, because the strong members of the Sea Race would definitely return upon hearing the horn. If he chose to run towards Canglan Mountain range at that time, he would surely encounter them.

Going in the opposite direction was the safest option.

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Twelve two-hour periods later.

Feeling the temperature of the sea water rising, Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief, having moved out of the Canglan Sea Region’s boundary.

The Canglan Sea Region’s water is colder due to the Canglan energy, but here the water’s temperature had risen significantly, indicating the absence of Canglan energy in these waters.

In twelve two-hour periods, Lin Chen hadn’t been hurtling across the sea surface all the time. With his strength, he couldn’t maintain prolonged aerial travel. Fortunately, by using the water as support, he relied on the Gale Leg technique to tread water, achieving a speed only slightly slower than flying.

Lin Chen reached behind him and grabbed a few Canglan Pearls, stuffing them into his mouth to replenish the exhaustion caused by twelve continuous hours of travel.

By now, he had safely escaped the danger.

Based on the map he had seen, past the Canglan Sea Region lay the East Sea. Though it was also a sea region of the Demon Race, the Eastern Sea is incredibly vast and borders the three kingdoms of Liang, Wu, and Zhao, with most Eastern Sea demons residing in the deep-sea regions.

According to the map, he should now be in the Zhao Kingdom’s sea territory, a shallow sea region where even if there were Sea Race entities, most would not be of any significant grade, and he need not worry too much.

He could return to Liang overland from Zhao Kingdom’s territory, the safest route there is.

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"Brother, we can’t go any further, moving ahead we’ll encounter Sea Demons."

"Little sister, don’t worry, there won’t be any Sea Demons here. If there were, those officials would’ve already cleared them out."

On a fishing boat, a young man continued to row forward while a young girl beside him wore a worried expression.

She understood why her brother was risking it to come here; the family’s fishing tax for the month hadn’t been collected yet. If they couldn’t pay the fishing tax, their family’s only fishing boat would be confiscated, and without the boat, it would be even harder for the family to maintain a livelihood.

The fishing boat continued for another half two-hour period before stopping: "Little sister, you take the helm, and I’ll retrieve the net."

"Alright."

The girl grabbed the helm, maneuvering the boat back while the young man started pulling up the net. As the net surfaced under the sunlight, the shiny scales of fish dazzled, bringing joyful expressions to both the young man and the girl.

This net... turned out to catch so many croakers.

Croakers are the most valuable fish ordinary fishermen can catch; ordinary ones can sell for twenty cents per pound, while a half-foot-long croaker could sell for a hundred cents each.

"Brother, there’s a big croaker there!"

"Don’t rush, I see it. Keep the boat steady."

The girl was ecstatic at the sight of a half-foot-long croaker on the net; just this one croaker meant this fishing trip was already profitable, not to mention the net wasn’t even fully retrieved yet.