"The Great Ming has fallen?"
Everyone on the ship felt somewhat dazed and at a loss.
Could the Longevity Emperor Monarch, the Jiajing Emperor, just like that, have died?
Chen Tang was the first to snap back to his senses. He said in a deep voice, "The Western Ox Continent is an outer vassal territory of the Huaxia Divine Continent. I am Chen Tang, a special envoy commissioned by the True King of the Western Ox Continent to return to our ancestral homeland and request an audience with the Great Shun Emperor!"
That major general hesitated for a moment, then said, "I dare not make a unilateral decision. This matter must first be reported to the Great Shun Emperor before we can decide whether to grant you life, death, or passage. I must trouble you all to sail into the harbor first and take shelter from the sea gale. However, before the imperial decree arrives, everyone must remain on the ship and is not permitted to set foot on the Divine Continent by even half a step."
A small boat sailed over, guiding the Great Ming treasure ship into the sheltered harbor.
Everyone stood on the deck and looked to both sides, seeing that the city walls were heavily fortified with soldiers and horses. Each and every cultivator exuded a mighty aura and possessed profound cultivation.
When the soldiers of Great Shun saw them, they were also taken aback. They saw that most of the people on the ship were corpses, yet they still stood upright on the deck with towering postures and soaring morale.
Whispers drifted from all around. That major general coughed, flew aboard the vessel, and observed the crowd closely, unable to stop a frown from forming.
He sensed that everyone's bodies carried a greater or lesser