Chapter 1202: 1201: Lone Peak, The Great Battle Against Chaos, Extracting the Divine Blade

Chapter 1202: Chapter 1201: Lone Peak, The Great Battle Against Chaos, Extracting the Divine Blade

A hundred ships docked at the shore, and these vessels were enormous, occupying almost half of the sea.

Each ship was immensely imposing, extending over a hundred meters long.

“Board the ships,” shouted Mr. Wen.

Hundreds of people orderly boarded these ships.

When everything was ready, Qin Haoshi stood at the forefront of the leading ship, raised his hands, and shouted, “Hoist the sails, set sail!”

With the sound of “rumbling” echoing.

Hundreds of ships started simultaneously and sailed into the vast ocean.

The views of the ocean were infinite, the sky reflected on the water’s surface, making the foamy sea seem as if it were boiling.

Making a “gurgling” sound.

After departure, the ships sailed in four different directions.

The six members of Liu Tao each led a fleet to explore.

Xu Zimei, Qin Haoshi, and Mr. Wen were on the same ship.

When the ship steadied, Mr. Wen approached Xu Zimei.

Smiling, he asked, “Young Master, are you ready?”

“Always ready,” Xu Zimei replied.

Mr. Wen, speaking, sat down cross-legged beside him, asking, “Is there anyone else from your Ancient Lineage?”

“No, ours has always been a single-pass lineage,” Xu Zimei replied.

“Only when the last keeper is dying, they find a new keeper.”

“I see, may I ask your age?” Mr. Wen continued to ask.

“I am already three hundred years old,” Xu Zimei casually replied.

“If there is an opportunity, can I visit the Ancient Mountain?” Mr. Wen smiled and asked.

“Mr. Wen, you have asked so much, that must be your true intention,” Xu Zimei laughed.

Mr. Wen smiled without answering.

The strength of Liu Tao had reached the pinnacle of the mundane world.

Originally, they were proud, thinking highly of themselves.

But the appearance of Chaos swept everything aside, and they were no more than frogs in a well, arrogantly self-satisfied.

The sense of crisis in their hearts grew increasingly intense.

But one cannot rush the cultivation process; it is all a matter of course, a sequential progression.

Therefore, if Mr. Wen wanted to advance his strength further, he had to find a new path.

That’s why he set his sights on the Ancient Mountain.

“By then, I can take you there, but whether you can seize any opportunities depends on your own luck,” Xu Zimei nodded and replied.

“Thank you very much,” Mr. Wen smiled and said.

Watching Mr. Wen’s departing figure, Xu Zimei let out a light chuckle.

In the following days, the ships kept moving eastward on the ocean’s surface.

Finally, one morning, a thick fog rose on the Liaobei Sea.

The fog was so dense that it completely obscured the view beyond tens of meters.

The ships were like blind men, sailing directionless on the ocean.

Suddenly, a “boom” sounded from the front.

“What happened?” Qin Haoshi frowned and asked.

“Seems we’ve hit a reef,” someone shouted.

Soon after, cries of alarm came from the front.

“It’s the Lonely Peak.”

“City Lord, come quickly, we seem to have found the Lonely Peak.”

The murmurs and shouts of the crowd came simultaneously.

Qin Haoshi’s gaze focused, and then he swiftly sprinted towards the ship’s bow.

“Young Master Xu, let’s take a look,” Mr. Wen looked at Xu Zimei and smiled.

As he wanted to visit the Ancient Mountain, he was naturally very polite to Xu Zimei.

The crowd reached the position at the ship’s bow, peering through the dense fog, they finally saw this mountain peak close at hand.

Like a Pillar of Heaven, it soared into the sky.

This mountain was not fixed to the ground but floated with the water’s flow.

The mountain was perilous, with jagged rocks.

This peak resembled five fingers, consisting of five fantastic peaks with varying heights and distances.

Even before they got closer, the crowd could already feel the thick Blade Qi crisscrossing in the void around the mountain.

Unbroken, continuous Blade Intent undulated around them, causing ripples in the void.

The crowd didn’t dare look up for too long, fearing the Blade Intent would pierce their eyes, falling from the void.

“What kind of Divine Weapon is this,” Qin Haoshi marveled.

“Indeed, the blade has not arrived, but its aura has already sovereignly ruled the heavens,” Mr. Wen followed up.

“Initially, I had concerns in my heart, wondering how a single blade could combat that monster.

But now, it fills me with confidence.”

“Should we climb the mountain?” someone nearby asked.

“No rush, let’s gather the others first,” Mr. Wen suggested.

“And we haven’t seen the monster yet, it’s best to be cautious.”

The crowd nodded slightly, disembarking from the ship to settle under the mountain.

Meanwhile, Qin Haoshi held a flare, which shot into the sky, dazzling even in daylight.

The fireworks scattered in the void, turning into various colors.

“Wait, once they see the fireworks, they’ll come over,” Qin Haoshi said.

The crowd waited for over ten minutes, and the other hundred ships began to converge here.

Hundreds of figures simultaneously ascended into the air.

“Did you find it?” Gold King Wei’s loud voice was the first to ring.

“Where’s the monster?”

“Didn’t see it,” Mr. Wen said.

“Why worry about that, let’s climb the mountain,” Gold King Wei shouted.

“Better to be cautious,” Qin Haoshi replied.

As soon as he spoke, the entire mountain suddenly shook.

Countless rocks began to fall.

In front, a tsunami rose, with waves towering high.

The sound of “rumbling” echoed.

In an instant, all the explosions simultaneously erupted, nearly destroying the ships the crowd was on.

“Watch out,” Qin Haoshi shouted.

When the waves and the remnants of countless ships crashed over, someone was careless, getting pierced in the heart and dying instantly.

The low growls of Chaos began to echo.

Each growl was stronger than the last.

Until finally, it turned into a roar.

“It’s the monster,” someone said, terrified.

“What are you afraid of,” Gold King Wei snorted coldly, rising into midair to face the tumultuous sea.

Shouted, “Monster, come out and meet your end.”

At these words, a bottomless whirlpool appeared in the ocean.

From the whirlpool, Chaos’s massive figure descended with world-crushing power.

Lightning and storms rained down, overwhelming like an unstoppable force.

“Humans, roll down from that mountain,” the voice of Chaos echoed.

“Young Master Xu, retrieve the Divine Blade, we’ll hold it back,” Mr. Wen turned, looking solemnly at Xu Zimei.

“I entrust this to you,” Xu Zimei nodded.

With a step, he quickly sprinted towards the mountain top.

Seeing this, Bai Meng seemed to panic, roaring in fury as he charged toward the crowd.

“Stop him,” led by Liu Tao, everyone formed a Formation, blocking Xu Zimei’s path.

The sound of “rumbling” explosions erupted.