It was all because of that giant wave...
While it lacked the depth and raw power of a true tidal wave, it wasn't something just anyone could withstand.
Worse still, the wave was laced with Fist Force. Many were left with broken bones, and some were even beaten to death on the spot.
The helmsman, who happened to be gripping the rudder tightly, had his chest shattered by the Fist Force within the wave.
Another man in black struggled toward the mast, trying to lower the sail. He was so heavily injured that the few short steps became an incredibly arduous journey.
Seeing this, Jin Yuheng could spare no thought for anything else. He leaped, his longsword instantly unsheathed.
A streak of blood-red light flashed, and the sail immediately fell.
He rushed to the mast, grabbed the ropes, and tried to change the sail's direction.
But how could one person control such a large ship?
Just as he was feeling completely overwhelmed, a sudden gust of wind swept across the sea...
