"What's happening?" Holy Son Miyan roared brusquely.
A trembling shipwright reported, "Your Excellency Holy Son, the ship has sunk!"
Silent curses filled the minds of everyone!
This was a dire situation. The ship had subrged. Did the vast Spring River intend for them to swim across?
Confusion and disbelief gripped the group. Holy Son's rage surged as he shouted, "What are you all standing there gawking for? You, you, and you! Go down and see if you can salvage the situation."
"And you, you, and you, co with ! Hurry up and deal with that water snake!"
The little stoic glanced up to look at her husband, and also at Lady Qiaoqiao when Holy Son Miyan pointed at a series of individuals.
But hadn't her husband ntioned that the temple could handle this situation themselves? Why had they brought Lady Qiaoqiao along?
The little one eyed Holy Son Miyan suspiciously, and he abruptly turned and yelled at her, "Hurry up! What's with the dawdling? Move!"
Little Fatty, who had been summoned by the quilt to repair the ship, agilely waddled away to assist the priests.
The rest of the group temporarily followed Holy Son Miyan to the side of the ship, where they harnessed the power of their five spirits to combat the nightcaw bird and the enormous water snake in the water.
This ti, no one could hold back their strength any longer. They simultaneously exerted their power to engage the creatures in the water, diverting their attention away from further damaging the ship.
The level-ten divine beast proved to be an formidable opponent. Amid the tumultuous wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, it moved with the swiftness of a streak of white light. It periodically erged from the ship's bow, lashing its tail, or it extended its head from the side of the ship to deliver deadly strikes to the ship-repairing crew.
Nurous shipwrights had fallen victim to the water snake, and periodic screams echoed from below.
Qiao Mu's icy gaze locked onto Holy Son Miyan. "Send your n to engage it up close!"
Given the water snake's slippery nature, it could likely evade long-range attacks. Therefore, it was both wasteful for those on the deck to deplete their spiritual energy and futile to combat it from a distance.
Infuriated, Holy Son Miyan turned to Mo Lian and Duan Yue. "You, you, and you! Co with ."
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao regarded Holy Son Miyan with an expressionless face. Following the direction of his pointed finger, she moved aside. Then, Holy Son Miyan's finger settled on the face of another person standing beside her.
This individual happened to be the black-bearded elder alongside Madam Guo'an, a Level Five Godly State expert nad Mr. Zhao Guochang from the Zhao Kingdom.
Holy Son Miyan hesitated briefly, as he had initially intended to choose the little stoic. However, she had deftly sidestepped, putting the responsibility squarely on the black-bearded elder's shoulders.
Zhao Guochang wore a disgruntled expression. He had already expended a significant amount of divine energy resisting Qiao Mu's divine power ball earlier. Coupled with his prior attacks on the water snake, he was running low on energy.
If he was incapable of confronting the water snake up close, it was better not to go down at all.
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao cast a disdainful glance at Holy Son Miyan, her expression conveying a ssage of "Are you out of your mind? I'm still a child, and you're asking to partake in such a perilous task." Her nonchalant deanor left Holy Son Miyan's lips twitching silently.
When he selected team mbers, he naturally chose those with the greatest strength to accompany him. Even though the little stoic's cultivation seed unremarkable, it was evident that she possessed valuable assets.
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