Repair the Plank Road in the Open, Sneak Through Chencang in Secret

Sea God Island, three thousand nautical miles away.

An eerie standoff had appeared here.

One side was a defensive line formed by more than a dozen Steel Beasts.

The most conspicuous among them was the massive, fortress-like vessel in the center.

Its overall design resembled a modern Aircraft Carrier, though its style leaned more toward the alchemical aesthetic of swords and magic.

From afar, one would find that this warship looked like a fortress built upon a small island.

Especially the facilities atop it—they simply did not look like something that belonged on a moving vessel.

The several uniquely designed warships beside the steel fortress were equally eye-catching.

Yet compared to their designs, their aura was even more terrifying.

However, the side facing them appeared rather flimsy.

Because they were all wooden ships.

Even though one of them could be compared to the steel fortress opposite them, its aura was still far weaker.

The identities of both sides were already obvious.

The wooden ships belonged to Spirit Hall!

The Iron Defense Line belonged to Water Capital!

But to be honest, Spirit Hall's Soul Masters were somewhat worried that the other side might suddenly open fire.

After all, with their fragile little vessels, they would probably be wiped out after fewer than three rounds of concentrated fire.

Whether they were struck by cannon fire or fell into the sea, their fate seemed to boil down to one word: death!

As for jumping into the sea and escaping now, that was simply impossible.

First, if they returned to Spirit Hall so disgracefully, the punishment would be more than they could bear.

Second, they were already in the open sea. Swimming back was never realistic.

Third, Water Capital had deployed such a formation. They clearly were not just trying to scare them.

Fourth,