The little boat had been sailing along the Black Trace River for who knew how long.
Yang Shan and Yi Qingyang had also suffered quite a few Water Beast attacks.
Perhaps the two of them were lucky, as they had not encountered any of the rumored Half Saint-level Water Beasts.
Naturally, Yi Qingyang was unwilling to completely become dead weight who needed Yang Shan's protection.
Thus, whenever Water Beasts attacked, Yi Qingyang would always strike first, condensing flying swords from Radiant Profound Gold to launch attacks.
He only needed to hold on for five seconds. Once Yang Shan finished activating Ten Thousand Demons Howling to the Heavens, those Water Beasts would fall into a state of confusion.
Yang Shan would then seize the chance to drive the boat forward at high speed.
Neither of them had any intention of actively killing the Water Beasts along the way.
Severing Heaven Blade Saint, Sword Saint Ling Tian, and even Thousand Azure Saint had initially been able to drink on the boat and chat about the past and present.
But as Yang Shan used Ten Thousand Demons Howling to the Heavens again and again, the expressions of the three senior figures grew increasingly solemn as they drank, and their conversations gradually shifted toward this Sonic Dou Skill.
Ten Thousand Souls Ancient Emperor was far too distant from the present. Unlike Ten Thousand Treasures Ancient Emperor, who had left inheritances across many regions, Ten Thousand Souls Ancient Emperor was far more mysterious.
A Dou Skill that used sound waves as its medium and soul attacks as its true core immediately brought one person to the minds of the three senior figures—a peerless expert who had risen to fame two or three thousand years before them and was hailed as one of those most likely