Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 898 - 474:
Because at this moment, he even found evidence of the possible existence of aliens.
The difference between seawater and freshwater is that it contains salt, which is somewhat salty—what is often referred to as the taste of the sea.
People, when keeping their eyes open for a long time in this kind of water, would find it tiresome.
So Duan Yun simply decided to sleep.
Watching Old Demon Duan sleeping while floating in the water, if they didn't know his terrifying methods, they might have thought he drowned.
Ghost Foot Seven and his three subordinates watched this scene, their eyes filled with envy.
They've been out in the sea for a long time, their swimming abilities were exceptional, yet they knew they could never reach this level in their lifetime.
And even if they dared to boast, even the lady known as the "Purple-clothed Dragon King" couldn't reach this level.
"No wonder the lady is so concerned this time. I always thought it was about the young lady, but it seems it's really about her own son-in-law. How can one not be concerned about a son-in-law?"
"So, are you impressed with this son-in-law or not?"
"Would you dare to be unimpressed?"
"Not to mention the daring part, just the ability to sleep in water, I, Wang Liuliu, am impressed."
At this moment, Wang Liuliu, with some worry, said, "This time Young Hero Duan is going to Fusang to kill the Fusang devils. How likely do you think he will succeed?"
The Purple-clothed Dragon King reigns supreme on the seas, and there are many large forces at sea, among which the pirates from Fusang run rampant, leading to inevitable conflicts.
So Ghost Foot Seven and Wang Liuliu do not refer to Fusang people as "Lord Hai" like the people of Hai State do; they call them "Fusang devils."
Ghost Foot Seven and others were so motivated for this task not just because the lady ordered it but also because they had a favorable impression of Duan Yun.
Just the thought of the "hand-tearing of devils" event at Qinghong Building is exhilarating and satisfying.
At this moment, the "Jimei" boat suddenly shook.
Ghost Foot Seven and Wang Liuliu couldn't help but look at the sky and found it was still clear, but the shaking of the Jimei was very real.
With his extensive experience, Ghost Foot Seven immediately reacted, saying, "Could it be we've hit that Sea God?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Liuliu and several others quickly moved to their positions.
Ghost Foot Seven was about to call Duan Yun up when suddenly a massive wave seemed to rise from nowhere, lifting the entire ship upward.
With this lift came a chorus of screams.
Many people were originally on the deck watching Duan Yun sleep in the sea, and with that toss, they were sent flying.
These people, being from the martial arts community, didn't panic completely; the experienced ones used the Thousand Jin Fall technique to stabilize themselves.
Yet before they could execute the Thousand Jin Fall, the wave rushed horizontally.
Boom!
In this wave impact, many people were thrown into the sea.
For a moment, screams filled the air.
A person dressed as a doctor, holding a semi-spherical soft cushion, cried anxiously, "Madam! Madam! Where are you?"
Earlier, the water had come too suddenly; in that critical moment, he grabbed at his wife, but now all he had left in his hand was this soft cushion, which his wife usually used to pad things or as a large accessory.
Duan Yun was sleeping peacefully in the sea.
But suddenly, the rope under his feet tightened, and his whole body started to roll violently.
He felt like he was inside a giant spinning washing machine, rolling continuously.
Around him were dense bubbles; he couldn't see anything clearly.
He quickly activated the Room Pupil Technique, Prying Clouds and Seeing the Sun.
Suddenly, a shadow was swept over by the sea and brushed past him.
He quickly reached out to grab the other.
The next moment, he hesitated; he only grabbed half of a semi-spherical soft cushion while the person continued to be swept away by the sea.
He quickly twisted his body and chased after.
With a splash, Duan Yun lifted the woman out of the water and landed on the deck.
By now, the once clear weather had turned cloudy, and it started raining heavily.
The change was faster than a woman's face!
Duan Yun came to Ghost Foot Seven's side and asked, "What's going on?"
Ghost Foot Seven gripped the deck tightly with his toes, his hands clutched at the helm, veins popping out on his forehead.
He forcefully replied, "In the water, there's likely a Sea God; we just have to endure it."
A shriek erupted, and a few more were thrown into the air, landing in the sea.
Duan Yun's figure flickered, and he plunged into the sea.
He managed to retrieve a few and tossed them onto the ship, but found the entire ship was rolling violently.
For instance, by now, the whole ship was about to tip over.
"How do you endure this?"
"Will my ship capsize on its maiden voyage?"
Duan Yun suddenly recalled Ghost Foot Seven's words.
There's something in the water!
If this thing is causing trouble, won't killing the whole family of this thing solve it?
Without any hesitation, Duan Yun drew his saber and was about to leap into the sea.
Ghost Foot Seven suddenly realized what Duan Yun intended to do and quickly shouted, "Young master, you can't provoke the Sea God!"
But before he could finish, Duan Yun had already leapt into the sea.
He had gone below, yet his voice floated up.
"You can't provoke it, but I can?"
With a thud, after Duan Yun entered the water, he darted downward like a sharp arrow.
Torrents of bubbles accompanied by violent currents surged upwards, as if trying to tear him apart.
The deeper he went, the more the currents grew violent and capricious.
Duan Yun felt as if he was being quartered by eighteen horse-drawn carts.
At this moment, even just swimming became arduous for him.
"Breaking Body Sword Qi Column!"
Sword Qi erupted from Duan Yun's body, forming a column that pierced downward.
The violent currents shattered under his Sword Qi Column, spreading chaotically while Duan Yun continued downward.
From afar, he seemed like he was wielding the Divine Needle to stabilize the sea.
"Young Hero, I'm going to speed up now!"
"Keep breaking for me!"
While Duan Yun thrust out the Breaking Body Sword Qi Column with both hands, he kicked his right foot, generating another Sword Qi Column with toe strength.
This Sword Qi Column wasn't as thick as the one in his hands but proved highly efficient.
Because when the water encountered it, not only was it pierced by the Sword Qi, but it was also sprayed by the Flirtatious Toe Strength.
Indeed, the water sprayed everywhere, forming a hollow water cavity.
And at that moment, through the water cavity, Duan Yun saw a large creature.
A pitch-black object, like a cloud, floated in the sea.
At that moment, he even heard a voice resembling a woman's song.
Could it be this thing that's causing trouble?
Without a second thought, Duan Yun continued his downward thrust, accompanied by his rotating sword and saber.
"Love Unlimited!"
At that moment, Dharma Image Xiao Yu manifested, enveloping Duan Yun, forming a massive sword blade storm that smashed downward.
With a boom!
The entire sea shook.
Water streams scattered like arrows, shooting everywhere, instantly killing all nearby fish.
The Sword and Saber Energy of Love Unlimited continued whirling madly.
Even through the membrane created with Xiao Yu, Duan Yun could feel that he collided with a living entity.
He could clearly feel its flesh.
Thick, smooth.
"Keep going!"
Dharma Image Xiao Yu's eyes focused, and the sword blade storm descended at an even faster pace.
By now, the turbid sea was filled with a thick scent of blood.
It was the sword blade storm that shredded the creature's flesh.
The moment the fishy stench hit his nose, the singing Duan Yun heard turned piercingly shrill.
As if countless women were cursing him with screams.
He could clearly feel its flesh.
Thick, smooth.
"Keep going!" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Dharma Image Xiao Yu's eyes focused, and the sword blade storm descended at an even faster pace.
By now, the turbid sea was filled with a thick scent of blood.
It was the sword blade storm that shredded the creature's flesh.
The moment the fishy stench hit his nose, the singing Duan Yun heard turned piercingly shrill.
As if countless women were cursing him with screams.
He could clearly feel its flesh.
Thick, smooth.
"Keep going!"
Dharma Image Xiao Yu's eyes focused, and the sword blade storm descended at an even faster pace.
Especially with Old Demon's Finger Skills.
