A short while later, a massive flying boat appeared on the distant horizon.
Its movements were so secretive that, had it not revealed itself, the Red Crab Demon Lord and the female crab in the pseudo nascent soul realm would likely never have detected it.
Moreover, it moved at astonishing speed, already streaking along as a beam of light.
Within moments, it had entered the spirit island's vicinity.
The pair of Red Crabs turned ashen.
At this distance, there's no way to escape. That fourth-rank flying boat would probably catch us in no time.
"But how did I run into that Killing God even after leaving the main battlefield?"
Haven't I already spread word that he possesses a Transformation God Foundation Spirit Treasure? Aren't those nascent soul late stage and nascent soul completion elders of the Sea Flood Dragon Race, the ones with connections to our Spirit Transformation Old Ancestor, going to try seizing his opportunities?
The Red Crab Demon Lord felt utterly helpless.
Outwardly, however, he showed not a trace of hatred. Instead, he addressed the flying boat in human speech, his manner brimming with flattery.
"To think I would encounter you here as well, Ling Daoyou. What a coincidence."
With that, he took several dozen Storage Bags from various places on his body and offered them up.
"Fellow Daoist, these are my recent gains. They aren't worth much individually, but there's a fair quantity. Please don't disdain them, and for the sake of these spiritual resources, spare my Dao companion and me."
Standing aboard the flying boat, Ling Pengyun could not help revealing a meaningful smile.
You're still as sensible as ever, fellow Daoist.
"But you and your Dao companion have been wreaking havoc throughout the sea regions under my jurisdiction lately. You are no different from sworn