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Chapter 202 Clear the area and get to work

In the Endless Sea, waves surged.

Along the safe navigation routes, besides the boundless ocean, there were other sights to behold.

For example, small cities built by some Sea Yao on isolated islands, though not densely populated, contained a myriad of peculiar items rarely seen in the Human Race's major provinces.

The Longheng Islands, which Fu Huaian had visited before, were one such small island.

Some islands harbored small cities, while others were merely desolate, occasionally trodden upon only by Sea Yao.

During his journey by ferry to Fulong Province, Fu Huaian would occasionally stand at the bow of the ship, admiring the scenery of those small islands.

As for the Sea Yao, they came in a myriad of strange forms; in Fu Huaian's opinion, they were simply another type of Yao Race.

The Shangling ferry had no intention of stopping at any island, fearing to cause trouble.

It proceeded at full speed, aiming to traverse the Endless Sea and reach Fulong Province as quickly as possible.

However, no matter how cautious the Shangling ferry was, it couldn't prevent someone from actively seeking trouble.

And it was a single individual, standing amidst the azure waves, blocking a ferry!

The person in charge of the Shangling ferry was no fool; in the Endless Sea, anyone daring to do such a thing would have a Cultivation Realm that was only higher, not lower!

He cautiously approached the bow of the ship, looking up ahead at the man, whose face was calm, dressed in a black robe, and appeared quite young.

Such an incident on the ferry naturally alarmed many Cultivators; those who believed their Cultivation Realm was decent came to the ship, intently observing.

Yet, no one could perceive the Realm of the Cultivator in the distance.

Fu Huaian sent Yao Qi into the secret realm pearl, then quietly walked to the bow himself, looking up.

The man did not speak; while everyone watched him, his Divine Sense swept over them, and finally, his gaze settled on Fu Huaian.

Fu Huaian: “……”

The black-robed man was expressionless, his gaze completely fixed on him.

He gently raised his hand and clenched it forward; the ferry's defensive shield shattered like paper.

A strong gust of wind immediately swept through the entire ferry, and an old turtle in the Ascension Realm shrieked repeatedly.

“How high is his Cultivation Realm? Even a Dao Integration Realm Cultivator shouldn't be imperceptible to me!”

As soon as he spoke, terror instantly spread throughout the surroundings!

“Above Dao Integration Realm?”

“Isn't that nonsense? How many Dao Lords are there outside Shenhua Prefecture? This man doesn't resemble any of them!”

Everyone's gaze turned to the old Cultivator who claimed to be in the Ascension Realm, only to see him in tattered robes, unkempt, hardly looking like an expert.

Could it be that the old man was spouting nonsense, deliberately trying to trick everyone?

But the Cultivation Realm of the man blocking the ship, who easily shattered the ferry's defense, could not be faked.

Many Cultivators, not understanding the situation, cautiously watched ahead, discussing in low voices.

Fu Huaian felt that it was not advisable to stay here long; he wanted to return inside the ship, but to his horror, he found that with his Cultivation Realm, he was now unable to move even a single inch!

The black-robed man gently clenched his hand forward, and a giant Spiritual Qi hand appeared; Fu Huaian was grabbed into his hand like an ant!

Since Fu Huaian started cultivating, he had never felt so powerless; he had no room to struggle whatsoever.

Back in the Fu Mansion in Great Yan, he had assured his wives that he would keep a low profile and work quietly, yet he had just left Eastern Lin Province and was already targeted by a top-tier figure?

The people on the ferry, seeing an unknown man being taken, began to discuss in surprise and doubt.

“Who is he? Is the powerful Cultivator ahead here for him?”

“Who cares who he is, it's none of our business. As long as he doesn't smash the ferry with one slap, it's fine!”

Song Zhuo's face was stiff, and he looked up blankly; the person who was captured was the one he had been given a death order to protect.

But given the current situation, how could he protect him?

Fu Huaian's face was grim; he was firmly held by the giant Spiritual Qi hand and instantly appeared before the black-robed man.

The man scrutinized him from head to toe and said, “You have the aura of the Tianmo Race on you!”

Fu Huaian's heart jolted; he transmitted a message through his Sea of Consciousness: “Ruyan, is he looking for you?”

Liu Ruyan's voice was solemn: “I don't know him!”

The black-robed man's gaze narrowed; he detected that the person in front of him was transmitting a message in his presence!

There was another Primordial Spirit in his Sea of Consciousness!

The black-robed man snorted lightly, and his Primordial Spirit directly probed into Fu Huaian's Sea of Consciousness.

Inside the pale yellow Sea of Consciousness.

Liu Ruyan's expression was grave; dressed in a black dress, she sensed the purpose of the man outside.

Fu Huaian's Primordial Spirit stood quietly beside Liu Ruyan, with the Karma Pearl floating next to the two of them.

A moment later.

The black-robed man's Primordial Spirit forcefully rushed into the Sea of Consciousness; Fu Huaian couldn't even offer the slightest resistance!

Liu Ruyan's black mist billowed, and she stood still.

After seeing Liu Ruyan's appearance, the black-robed man suddenly realized, even letting out a faint smile: “So it's you.”

Liu Ruyan frowned and asked coldly, “Who are you?”

The black-robed man pondered for a moment, then gently waved his hand; his black robe remained unchanged, but black mist ignited around him.

His face shifted, transforming into another, but his eyes glowed with golden light: “It's me.”

Liu Ruyan froze, her face momentarily filled with disbelief!

“Demon Venerable Changyuan!”

Fu Huaian immediately recalled when he had heard this name.

When he first went to Great Min City, he had killed Old Daoist Chenhun midway, inexplicably entered a secret passage, and finally took away a petite succubus from a stone coffin!

And her father was Demon Venerable Changyuan!

Fu Huaian was shocked; her father had come looking for her?

Liu Ruyan thought the same, but after gazing into Demon Venerable Changyuan's eyes for a moment, she spoke coldly: “You are not Demon Venerable Changyuan!”

The golden light in Demon Venerable Changyuan's eyes grew even more dazzling, and the only trace of a smile on his face disappeared.

Ruthless and emotionless!

“That's right, he was eaten by me. The current Demon Venerable Changyuan is Divine Lord Changyuan.”

Liu Ruyan's heart was instantly swept by a tempest; what exactly happened in the Heavenly Demon Realm?

Had the people of the Ancient Divine Court infiltrated the Heavenly Demon Realm to such an extent?

Even Demon Venerable Changyuan had fallen victim!

Outside.

The people on the ferry watched the two dazed individuals in the distance, momentarily confused.

Why were they standing there, staring at each other without speaking?

The person in charge of the Shangling ferry had been scared out of his wits after the shield was shattered, and was now hastily re-forming the protective shield.

A moment later, just as he was about to try to steer the ferry around and leave, another anomaly occurred!

Above the sky!

Space was inexplicably torn open, and two figures stepped out from within.

One of them was young and handsome, dressed in a pristine Daoist robe and wearing a Jade Clarity Ruyi Crown; he smiled gently as he looked at Fu Huaian.

“Brother Fu, I didn't expect to see you again so soon.”

Xu Yuqing.

The tall man beside him had an elegant demeanor, his Daoist robe gently fluttering, and he looked askance at Xu Yuqing: “If you hadn't secretly sent Demoness Changyuan to his side, would you two have met so quickly?”

Xu Yuqing's gentle smile stiffened; he leaned closer, bent down, and whispered, “Saint Lord Yuan Qing, my brother is petty. If he knew I was scheming against him, he'd definitely try to secretly frame me someday.”

Xu Changqing chuckled: “You say he's petty, I'll have to find an opportunity to tell him.”

Xu Yuqing gave his elder, who lacked the demeanor of a high-ranking individual, a resentful look, and sighed softly.

He extended his hand forward, and the massive Shangling ferry instantly shrunk, directly entering his palm!

Xu Yuqing, like a street ruffian throwing pebbles, tossed the ferry, and it instantly appeared hundreds of miles away!

“Clear the area, time to work!”

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