The sturdiness of the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel was truly admirable.
Even in such a large-scale Endless Magnetic Storms, he was still able to hold on.
Although the wind was strong and the waves were strong, the ship did not overturn and remained stable in the stormy waves.
However, the destructive power of the Endless Magnetic Storms was extremely shocking. Numerous hurricanes swept up the seawater, intermingling with thunderbolts as they surged upwards, making it hard for the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel in the air to descend.
What made the people on the boat helpless was that the storm was coming again, but it wasn't like before, when it had calmed down and only lasted for a short period of time.
This time, the storm lasted for an exceptionally long time. The terrifying magnetic lightning storm seemed endless.
Engulfed by the storm, the protective glow in the sea grew dimmer and dimmer. It looked like it was about to dissipate.
The treasured light didn't move. It seemed to be tied down by some kind of power at the bottom of the sea. As a result, it was trapped in the depths of the sea and couldn't escape.
After pondering for a moment, Yan Zhaoge said to Feng Yunsheng and Ah Hu, "Stand firmly and carefully."
After that, he sat cross-legged in the middle of the hall, one hand forming a seal and touching the ground, the other clenched into a fist, condensing his own martial arts fist intent, and punched toward the top of the hall.
Bolstered by his true essence, the Myriad Dragon Palace instantly shook, the roars of dragons resounding.
In the sky above the hall, numerous rays of light lit up and interweaved together to form numerous talisman markings.
Gradually, a massive spirit formation appeared in the air above the Myriad Dragon Palace.
Enveloped by the formation, the aura of the Myriad Dragon Palace vaguely changed slightly.
Seeing this, Ah Hu grinned, "Young Master, while I also feel that forming a good relationship with the Southeastern Exalt in the territory of the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory would only bring us more harm than good, we shouldn't just go over and help him out just like this, right?"
"We might not be able to withstand the Endless Magnetic Storms before us …"
Yan Zhaoge looked at him strangely, "What do you mean by possible? He definitely won't be able to withstand it. If he just goes in like that, he'll just be asking for trouble. "
Ah Hu almost choked on his saliva. "Then why do you look like you're going to help, Young Master?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "If you want to help, there are many ways. You don't have to personally charge into the storm."
Hearing his words, Ah Hu scratched his big head as he gazed curiously at the formation enveloping the sky above the Myriad Dragon Palace.
At this moment, within the Endless Magnetic Storms, the divine ship that was sailing through the skies was stubbornly resisting this apocalyptic storm.
On the massive vessel, the massive sails were raised, flickering with brilliant light that enveloped the entire Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel, forming a single entity as it kept the terrifying thunderstorms at bay.
There were a few people standing under the sail, all of them looking very serious.
A middle-aged man frowned. "Martial Nephew Wen, aren't you being too bold? Just because you have the Domain Talisman on you, do you think you can go anywhere in the world?"
Beside him stood another person who sighed, "There is a region of sea in the Royal Reed Sea where Endless Magnetic Storms arise all year round. Usually, I have only heard of it. Now that I have personally witnessed it, only now do I know that it is truly extraordinary. The storms here are even more intense than the Endless Magnetic Storms elsewhere, such that even the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel is unable to descend."
This scholarly man was named Chen Zhiliang, one of the Southeastern Exalt's personal disciples.
The person trapped at the bottom of the Clear Scenic Region down below was called Wen Luoxia, his personal disciple, the direct lineage grand-disciple of the Southeastern Exalt who ruled over the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory.
Standing beside Chen Zhiliang and controlling the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel, the middle-aged man who had spoken first was Chen Zhiliang's senior apprentice-brother Zheng Ming, Wen Luoxia's senior apprentice-uncle.
Of the two of them, one was a mid Seeing Divinity Martial Saint while the other was an early Seeing Divinity Martial Saint.
In terms of cultivation bases, they could be considered experts within the domain of the Royal Reed Sea. Still, they could not be considered peak experts.
In the entire southeastern Yang Heaven Territory, there were even more people who had higher cultivation bases than them.
Yet, in the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory, the fame of the 'Mountain Sea Sword' Zheng Ming and the 'Soaring Feather Guest' Chen Zhiliang was known to all.
This was not just because they were personal disciples of the Southeastern Exalt. Instead, it was because of their extraordinary strength that had established their illustrious fame.
Not relying on the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel beneath their feet, not relying on their background, having come to a place like the Royal Reed Sea, they would be able to do as they pleased most of the time.
Having arrived in the Royal Reed Sea, those who could interact with them were figures on the level of King Xuanmu, Gu Hong, Luo Zhiyuan, Zhou Haosheng and Gongsun Wu.
It was just that facing this heavenly calamity now, these two bigwigs who dominated the southeast felt despondent as well.
Chen Zhiliang shook his head, sighing.
In terms of where Wen Luoxia's confidence came from, the protective treasure that she possessed, the Heavenly Cycle Talisman.
She actually relied more on this Master of hers as well as her senior apprentice-uncle Zheng Ming as well as a powerful treasure like the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel.
Sadly, Wen Luoxia had miscalculated this time, such that she was currently in a perilous situation while Chen Zhiliang and Zheng Ming could only worry helplessly.
Zheng Ming of the fifth level of the Martial Saint realm said, "Now, junior apprentice-brother Chen, you can only control the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel and help me suppress the storm. I will disembark, personally entering the sea and bringing junior apprentice-niece Wen up."
Chen Zhiliang's brows were knit tightly.
There was indeed only this method. Still, it was too risky. If the storm persisted for a long time, even Zheng Ming might be in danger.
As he pondered, his expression suddenly flickered as he gazed outwards.
While he was within the storm, protected by the multi-coloured light, he was still able to detect the movements of the Myriad Dragon Palace in the distance.
Initially, he had not taken it to heart. Still, seeing the sudden changes in the Myriad Dragon Palace now, Chen Zhiliang could not help but begin to pay attention to it.
"It can't be that they are trying to take advantage of us, right?" Chen Zhiliang felt surprised.
Beside him and Zheng Ming stood another person. It was a white-haired old man.
While he looked old on the outside, his spirit was hale and hearty.
The old man smiled, "It is impossible that they do not know what the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel signifies. The other party should not be so unwise. If someone really is foolish, they might as well leave it to this old man to deal with."
Chen Zhiliang nodded, "That would be good."
This old man was called Bai Ziming. He was not a descendant of the Southeastern Exalt's lineage, instead having ascended to the World beyond Worlds after attaining the fourth level of the Martial Saint realm.
Coincidentally, he had coincidentally encountered Zheng Ming and Chen Zhiliang's group. Thus, he had managed to latch onto this thick thigh.
Noticing the changes in the Myriad Dragon Palace as well, Zheng Ming spat softly, "It doesn't look like they are trying to take advantage of us. Instead, it looks like they are preparing to lend a hand."
Chen Zhiliang shook his head, "I appreciate your intentions. Still, they really do not know the height of the heavens and the depth of the earth. If they dare to approach the outskirts of the storm, they will probably be crushed to smithereens."
Gazing at the Myriad Dragon Palace, Zheng Ming's gaze suddenly focused, "That's not right!"
As Chen Zhiliang and Bai Ziming gazed over, they were both taken aback.
The formation above the Myriad Dragon Palace circulated, streams of radiance enveloping the Myriad Dragon Palace before extending amidst space.
The streams of light formed different shapes, gradually manifesting different forms with the Myriad Dragon Palace as their core.
Looking carefully, the outline of the Myriad Dragon Palace that was formed by that radiance actually seemed to be gradually transforming into the form of a large ship. (To be continued.)
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