A savage dark-gold mountain of scales and armor split open with a smooth fissure.
The seagoing ship slowly entered through it. At first, it was only a tiny crack, but as they gradually went deeper, the passage grew wider and wider.
The sea monster's two halves were separating.
For everyone aboard, it was an utterly shocking experience.
The sailors crowded onto the deck in amazement, sucking in cold breaths one after another.
"Dear mother, Little Daoist Priest Li isn't an immortal, is he?" one sailor finally could not help crying out.
Li Chu shook his head. "It was only a slightly larger fish, that's all. Nothing worth mentioning."
Everyone fell silent.
They looked up at the sunlight leaking down from above; it was practically like walking through a towering A Thread of Sky.
You called this slightly larger?
If this fish were hauled back to Wangyu Village, it would probably scare a few old sailors to death, wouldn't it?
The whole village could butcher one and have enough to eat for half a year.
When they looked again at Li Chu's back, which seemed to have humility written all over it, their eyes had all turned reverent.
Fox Girl suddenly cried out, "Master, look!"
She braced one hand on the front edge of the ship, stood on tiptoe, and pointed ahead. Beyond the fissure, there was a faintly visible scene of brilliant, multicolored light.
Fox Girl had keen eyes, and Li Chu's were no worse. He cast a glance over and also saw the sight there.
An island.
Looking over from afar, he saw layers of mountain ridges on that side, lush grass and trees, and, half-hidden in the valleys, what seemed to be several clusters of magnificent, golden palaces.
It was exactly the same as what those sailors who