The Vast Whale halted several miles away from the Flying Spirit Sect.
Its formidable and immense build could stir up the stormy waves of the East Sea with just a flick of its head and tail. Ordinary ironclad warships, even if full of soldiers, couldn't stand against it, albeit in the face of a Martial Artist Grandmaster skilled in flying and manipulating the Qi Mechanism, it was merely a living target.
Flying Spirit Sect, Zuo Qiugu.
Grandmaster of the East Sea.
Wang Anfeng took a deep breath and opened his eyes.
He stood on the surface of the sea, sword in hand.
The disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect were on high alert; apart from those dispatched to Penglai Island, several Elders and Stewards lined up on both sides, all at the level of the Middle Third Rank. The Flying Spirit Sect excelled at employing Qinggong to maintain distance, then instantaneously bursting forth with attacks, often killing higher-ranked Martial Artists with these techniques.
