Quasi-Saint Great Boa

The air gradually grew damp, and the vast, perilous Chaotic Star Sea became increasingly quiet.

Ever since the Mystic Turtle failed to land its strike and sank back into the ocean depths, the ink-black sea had returned to an absolute calm.

A thin mist gradually rose over the dark waters. Like a translucent veil, it shrouded the treacherous sea, blocking even divine sense from probing through.

As the fog thickened, the strongest person aboard the flying ship, the Wang family elder, a cultivator built like an iron tower, grew increasingly grave.

Speed up. We need to leave this sea area as soon as possible.

He ordered a Dharma Phase Realm cultivator beside him in a muffled voice. At the same time, he gripped an axe in his hand. It was a Quasi-Saint weapon, earned by risking his life for the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce for hundreds of years. It was also his greatest trump card.

Today was the first time he had ever drawn this weapon.

The Dharma Phase Realm cultivator returned to the cabin and further increased the flying ship's speed, instantly doubling the consumption of spirit stones.

In the past, to ensure higher profits for each trip, they would keep the ship at the most optimal speed to minimize spirit stone usage.

But now, the changes in this sea area gave this late-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator a vague sense of unease.

He decided to advance at full speed and cross this most dangerous region as quickly as possible.

I am not bragging, but my Wang family...

Wang Fugui was still showing off how incredible his Wang family of Falling Cloud City was, still trying to attract Yun Sangyi's attention by flaunting his wealth.

However, the only responses he received were the fawning, sycophantic smiles of Scarface and Shorty.

Yun Sangyi, on the other hand, wore a solemn expression, seemingly worried about something, completely ignoring Wang Fugui's courtship attempts.

Mo Tianxiao leaned against the ship's railing. His gaze pierced through the thick fog, staring intently at the tiny patches of exposed sea, ready to abandon ship and flee at any moment.

His intuition was sharp. This feeling of being targeted by something unknown forced him to be on high alert.

This sensation was even more intense than the assassinations of the Blood God Palace.

Glancing at Yun Sangyi and the towering man standing at the bow, he knew that those two must have also sensed that something was wrong.

In contrast, the treasure hunters on the ship seemed entirely oblivious to the danger. Smiles still hung on their faces as they discussed the majestic aura of the Dharma Phase cultivator's previous strike.

Splash...

Faint ripples stirred on the dark, placid sea, spreading outwards in gentle waves in all directions.

Mo Tianxiao's pupils shrank slightly. Leaning over the railing, he stared fixedly at a massive, fast-moving shadow thousands of meters below, a surge of horror rising in his heart.

What was that?!

Even separated by thousands of meters, he could feel the sheer size of the creature. The hairs on his body instantly stood on end.

Something was moving along with their flying ship!

It was not just him; the towering man had clearly noticed the anomaly as well and immediately roared, On guard!!

Roar!!!

As soon as the words left his mouth, a terrifying bellow echoed across the entire sea. It crashed into everyone's minds like a massive bell, nearly shattering their souls.

The sound was like a dragon's roar but tinged with hoarseness. It possessed an extreme penetrating power that made everyone on the flying ship shudder.

Boom!!

In the very next instant, before anyone could react to what was happening, the flying ship suffered a ferocious attack. In a flash, the ship was torn in two by a hideous, gaping maw.

Ah!!!

It is a sea demon!!

The several-hundred-meter-long flying ship was reduced to ruins in an instant. The two powerless halves plummeted straight down, and numerous cultivators scrambled to abandon the ship, shooting off in all directions.

Once clear of the vessel, what met their eyes was an incredibly ferocious and gargantuan head. Its sharp fangs were still stained with the wreckage of the ship, and its massive, vertical pupils were soul-stealing, making their scalps tingle with dread!

A thick, foul stench spewed from its colossal mouth, causing many cultivators to involuntarily frown, though their overriding emotion was pure terror!

This... this is a Flood Dragon!!

No, that is not right! It is a Giant Boa!

The towering man immediately tightened his grip on his large axe, his eyes locked onto this massive boa, easily thousands of feet long, that had burst forth from the sea.

A Quasi-Saint Giant Boa, just one step away from becoming a Flood Dragon!

He nearly ground his teeth to dust.

This was terrible luck! To actually run into a giant boa on the verge of transforming into a Flood Dragon!

A large snake becomes a python, a large python becomes a boa, a large boa becomes a Flood Dragon, and a large Flood Dragon becomes a True Dragon!

Looking at the two protruding horns on the boa's scale-covered head, the towering man's heart leapt into his throat.

This was a Quasi-Saint great demon, and a giant boa about to become a Flood Dragon at that. Its combat prowess was likely no weaker than that of a Saint Realm expert. Fighting it was out of the question; even with a Quasi-Saint weapon, he could not win.

We are merely passing through and mean absolutely no harm! Please let us go, and our Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce will reward you handsomely!

A great demon at the Quasi-Saint Realm naturally possessed intelligence.

Those massive, icy eyes locked onto the towering man, instantly causing him to break out in a cold sweat. Yet, he did not dare make any sudden movements, keeping his face full of respect.

After glancing at the towering man, the giant boa shifted its gaze to the many cultivators. Anyone it looked at trembled in absolute terror.

They lacked even the courage to meet the great demon's eyes.

Wang Fugui, who had luckily avoided being swallowed in the initial bite, stumbled under the boa's glare. He nearly wet his pants in fright and almost forgot how to fly.

His entire cultivation base was built on popping pills, making his actual combat strength utterly abysmal. Combined with the power of the Wang family, he had lived a life of luxury where he never needed to lift a finger, let alone fight.

He was like a flower in a greenhouse; faced with such a behemoth, his true colors were instantly revealed.

Even though the Wang family had Saint Realm experts, he had never witnessed a scene of this magnitude. The shock of it was a hundred times more terrifying than any of the massive beasts he had encountered in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

They were thousands of meters in the air, yet a portion of the giant boa's body remained beneath the sea. One could only imagine how horrifyingly exaggerated the creature's full length truly was.

Mo Tianxiao stared at the giant boa nervously, his heart equally filled with shock.

This giant boa was larger than ten of Huang Xiaoyao's true forms put together. Was this what a Quasi-Saint demonic beast was like?

Demonic beasts truly possessed an innate, terrifying sense of oppression.

People were always filled with fear toward gigantic creatures; no one was an exception.

He desperately wanted to flee this place of trouble, but now was clearly not the time. Everyone wanted to run, but no one dared to make the first move.

Yun Sangyi stood not far from Mo Tianxiao, equally frightened by this giant boa on the verge of becoming a Flood Dragon.

As for Scarface and Shorty, they were only doing slightly better than Wang Fugui. Drenched to the bone by seawater, they did not dare move a muscle.

A Quasi-Saint demonic beast was more than capable of effortlessly crushing them all.

You disturbed my breakthrough. All of you, stay here forever.

The giant boa suddenly spoke. A terrifying gust of wind, carrying an extreme stench, swept over everyone. Someone immediately could not hold back and vomited.

Its deep, thunderous voice also announced their impending doom.

The towering man furrowed his brows fiercely. Steadying his stance and raising his battle axe high, he resisted the oppressive aura and shouted loudly, On account of the Floating Cloud Chamber of Commerce, let us go! Do not force a fight to the bitter end!

A wave of holy might emanated from the axe, as if warning the giant python.