Blood Conch Island beach, shrouded in night mist.
A yellowish-brown silhouette emerged from the beach, revealing itself.
At this moment, Zhuang Xueqin's face was full of excitement.
He had traveled a great distance underground using Earth Escape Technique, spending most of his Spiritual Power.
However, it was all worth it.
On the shore, there was a warship docked here.
Zhuang Xueqin used Sword Flight, rushing towards the warship with a smile playing on his lips.
A Tier Two Upper Grade warship, the five pirate cultivators on board were all his loyal aides whom he had spent a fortune to win over.
However, when he arrived in front of the warship, a familiar figure caught his eye.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, how have you been?"
On the deck of the warship, the Sea Dragon King stood with his hands behind his back, the Spiritual Artifact Water Moon Sword floating in the air, reflecting a cold and eerie light under the moonlight, its tip pointing straight at Zhuang Xueqin.
