Chapter 320: The South Sea Gourmet (1/2)

Helmed by Beigong Yu, the Divine Glory sailed through the boundless North Sea for another full twenty days before reaching imperial waters.

The North Sea was immense indeed. Even though the Divine Glory was more than ten times faster than its predecessor, it’d still taken a month to reach the North Sea capital from Levitating Island.

Currently, the imperial waters—a region one million kilometers across—was securely sealed off. No matter where they hailed from, any cultivator brave enough to approach would be met with a barrage of violent attacks.

Not even North Sea locals were exempt from the blockade, as the emergence of the dragon tomb no longer involved the North Sea alone. Many in the world of immortals had eyed it covetously for a long time as well.

The tomb had once surfaced ten thousand years ago, back when the Dragon Palace still ruled the North Sea. Later, successive generations of powerhouses from the Dragon Palace were buried inside.

Unlike other ancient tombs, this one wasn’t chock full of dangers. Extreme danger did indeed lurk inside, but it was many times safer than other ancient tombs above the dao immortal realm.

Had the past Dragon Palace been willing to commit to a full-strength exploration, their tribe probably wouldn’t have been entirely wiped out.

But for the dragons, the tomb was the resting place of their ancestors and a location that contained the direct legacy of their bloodline. Given their temperaments, it’d been out of the question for them to dig up the tomb of their own forefathers.

After being dragged into the Untroubled Sea’s conflict, the Dragon Palace had ultimately been entirely exterminated, aside from the blackwater snakes. Of course, many factions that’d lusted after the dragon tomb had a hand in the dragons’ downfall.

Unfortunately for the plotters, the tomb then vanished from the North Sea following the annihilation of the North Sea dragons. Another ten thousand years had to pass for it to reappear. And now, the factions that’d caused the dragons’ downfall had once more converged in this place.

……

“Who goes there!” An awe-inspiring voice reverberated in the air the moment the Divine Glory drew near to the capital’s airspace, immediately followed by the overbearing appearance of a man in black armor.

Though he was still yelling his challenge, a giant wave crashed toward the Divine Glory as soon as his figure emerged.

“You must have a death wish!” A silver-browed man abruptly materialized on the bow of the ship and scattered the wave with a backhand, sending them churning back from whence they’d came.

“What?!” The man in black armor was a peak peerless immortal. Perhaps he wasn’t as powerful as the likes of Beigong Yu or the Scaled-Dragon King, but he was nevertheless an extraordinary powerhouse, so he blanched when he saw his own wave crashing back his way.

An enormous blade light flashed by and split the giant wave. The black-armored man trembled, a trail of blood dribbling out the corner of his lips.

“A dao immortal!” The man stiffened. “I am the Octopus King from the West Sea court. Identify yourselves, cretin!”

“Die!” With a chilly smile, the silver-browed man suddenly stepped forward and pushed another palm strike toward the Octopus King.

Boom!

When the silver-browed man neared the Octopus King, the latter’s frame suddenly enlarged, becoming a giant octopus about five hundred meters tall. The creature opened its mouth wide and sprayed continuous jets of black ink.

“West Sea’s Octopus King… how dare you not even know the name Xue Daozi!” Xue Daozi laughed heartily and simply disregarded the fearsome ink, steadily moving forward with his palm strike.

“What, you’re Xue Daozi!!” The Octopus King paled, but before he could react—

Puff!

Faster than one could blink, the palm pierced through his giant frame, destroying his nascent spirit, his soul, and everything else in a split second.

Plop.