"A desperate situation?"
Gazing at the dark storm clouds in the distance, Su Ye took a deep breath!
The world around him seemed to fall silent. The only sound was the ever-louder, surging beat of his own heart!
"Double the ship's lines, reduce the sails!"
"Maintain course and brace for impact! We're... heading into the storm!"
The Communication Talisman flashed.
Aboard the Flying Serpent, Luo Qingjun gritted his teeth and chose to trust Su Ye.
Soon, the Golden Sword Orchid and the Flying Serpent turned their hulls!
They steered toward the immense, dark storm clouds that loomed like a mountain range!
Compared to the colossal storm, even these two three-masted spirit vessels seemed utterly minuscule!
"Bring it on! Let the gales and downpours come!"
Su Ye spread his arms wide, his robes whipping in the wind!
Just before entering the storm, he turned his head, glanced at the Marrow Silver, and sneered.
"Come on! Do you dare follow?!"
...
RAT-A-TAT-TAT!
