All preparations were complete, and supplies had been fully replenished.
The *Da Yun Hao* was ready to set sail once more, heading for the Sea of Boiling.
But just as the ship finished casting off its mooring lines, Shi Ming, standing on the deck, was struck by a violent wave of dizziness. Then, he heard a high-frequency buzzing, like the vibration of an insect's wings or the sound of chewing.
"This..."
Caught off guard, he nearly lost his footing.
Fortunately, his powerful Spiritual Power allowed him to recover in an instant and regain his composure.
"What's going on?"
He asked the surrounding crew members.
"Did any of you hear a strange cry?"
The crew members all shook their heads in confusion.
They hadn't heard any unusual noises, nor did they feel any discomfort.
'How strange.'
'Could it be the howling of the third-ranked sea beast, trapped in its cocoon and still unborn?'
