On the deck, Lin Sheng withdrew his palm.
Beside him, Meng Lie could not help feeling shaken after watching a Grandmaster-level expert die so easily at Lin Sheng's hands, even though he knew the Imperial Son-in-law before him had already reached a terrifying level of strength.
Still, seeing it with his own eyes left him stunned beyond words.
"Which way did Dongfang Qing go?"
Ignoring the pulped flesh on the ground, Lin Sheng looked at Meng Lie and asked.
He did not want to waste too much time. Since the beastmen had already appeared here, their base clearly could not be far away.
Since the other party refused to cooperate, he could not be bothered to delay.
Meng Lie came to his senses and hurriedly pointed east across the sea.
"The Seventh Prince headed straight east. There should be a few giant reefs within a thousand li!"
"A thousand li?"
Lin Sheng nodded. Although the weather in the Rakshasa Sea Region was atrocious, a thousand li was nothing to him.
He immediately beckoned, and a host of blue-black giant pythons condensed in the sky once more, coiling above the warship.
Then he pushed off with his toes, turning into a blur as he shot east.
Only a dozen or so breaths later.
Several enormous blackish-brown reefs jutted out of the gray-black sea.
They stood out starkly against the vast waters.
Lightning flashed overhead, and torrential rain poured down.
A fierce gust swept past, and Lin Sheng appeared atop one of the reefs.
"This is the place."
Glancing at the giant reef beneath his feet, Lin Sheng spread his hands and released his perception, rapidly extending it into his surroundings.
Over seawater, his perception was considerably stronger than it was on land.
After only a few breaths, Lin Sheng opened his