The sun was shining brightly, and the sea was calm.
A huge White Tiger galloped over the sea, its four legs treading on the waves, creating a thin layer of ice wherever its paws landed.
By this means, it walked on the sea as if on flat ground.
On the back of this White Tiger sat a young man.
His clothes fluttered, hair flowing in the breeze, resembling an Immortal.
The people on the boat were left dumbfounded.
"This tiger... seems to be using our Dragon King Hall's Mystic Ice True Qi?"
"How could that be..."
"It doesn't make sense!"
"Even a tiger can learn?"
The Sihai Dragon Heads accompanied Su Mo on the ship, bringing all their subordinates on board temporarily as sailors.
In truth, the ones coming from Dragon King Hall were its elite.
Each one with martial arts skills at least at the level of Cheng Suying and Duan Renjie.
The more skilled ones far surpassed that.
Such people could stand alone anywhere in Nanhai.
However, with the Sihai Dragon Heads present,
