Immortal Island

The silver light of the Thunder Whale breaking away through the sea had yet to completely fade on the horizon when the Flood Dragon Ship's massive hull slowly turned its course. It carved a long white wake across the heaving waves and continued cleaving forward toward the Tang family's location.

Though it had gone through a fierce battle, with all the refined-iron railings at the bow snapped apart and the deck covered in spiderweb-like cracks, Tang Shiyin merely embedded spirit stones into the repair array disk at the core of the ship's tower. At once, the entire warship let out a low hum.

Faint golden runes visible to the naked eye lit up from the keel, like countless swimming golden snakes, spreading along the damaged cracks, intertwining and repairing them. In less than the time it took an incense stick to burn, the broken mast stood upright again, the shattered deck was restored to its original state, and even the defensive array formation cracked by the Northern Abyss Dragon Kun's pressure once more glowed with a hazy halo.

Inside the cabin, it was another scene entirely. The cabin walls were made of Millennium Spirit Nanmu Wood, naturally giving off a faint fragrance that calmed the mind and settled the spirit. Intricate and exquisite wave-and-cloud patterns were carved into them, and beneath the soft glow of the Night-Shining Pearls, it seemed as if those waves were truly flowing.

Nine fist-sized Water-Avoiding Pearls were inlaid into the cabin ceiling, shutting out all the briny smell and dampness of the sea outside, keeping the cabin dry and clear at all times.

At this moment, within the spacious central cabin, everyone was either sitting or lying down, each in a different posture.

Lu Changsheng leaned against a soft couch covered in snow-white tiger skin,