It blew the distance far away...
"Sir, all our troops have withdrawn."
On the pirate warship, Xiang Feihu and the other captains stared at the ground with solemn expressions.
The densely packed living corpses on the ground were behaving quite strangely. They had suddenly stopped moving, and a rich stream of Death Qi seeped from each of their bodies.
The energy seemed to have been drawn by something, gathering toward the same direction... the depths of the Song of the Purple Moon.
"What... are they doing?"
The captains exchanged glances. This scene was simply too bizarre.
"It feels like some kind of ritual?" Falgaro narrowed his eyes and murmured, "King, did he really go down again?"
"Yeah..."
"This is..."
A figure swiftly charged into the incomparably complex branching paths of the Ravine of Black and White. The moment he entered, he saw Davy Jones and the Sea God entangled with each other.
The King of Pirates, Zhang Bolu!
"Boss of the Huamei family, it's you." Ah Xiruo immediately greeted him.
Zhang Bolu quickly nodded. "Captain Luo, Miss Long, you're here too... What is this?"
Ah Xiruo then briefly explained the situation.
"So he's the legendary Ghost Ship captain..." A look of surprise flashed through Zhang Bolu's eyes, but he was not overly shocked. After all, he had also discovered the Flying Dutchman buried within the Ravine of Black and White. "And the Ghost Ship captain actually had such a past with the Sea God. This is the entrance to that strange Silent Sea..."
"Yes..." The True Dragon of Shenzhou looked solemn.
She could not quite put it into words, but she sensed that something terribly terrifying lay within that place... Yet ever since her man had stared into it, the terrifying presence in the Silent Sea seemed to