Time passed day by day.
Tianyu Ancient Village was making intense preparations for setting out to sea.
The fleet was enormous.
Each warship had more than two hundred sailors, adding up to over six thousand in total. The more than three hundred people who had followed Yang Ling to Demon Port might not have seemed numerous, but every one of them was a true powerhouse.
Not only were they powerful.
They were experienced.
And each had their own special skills.
According to Yang Ling, he had drawn one-third of the village's high-end combat strength into this expedition.
"If something goes wrong."
"Tianyu Ancient Village will suffer a devastating blow."
To be honest.
Jiang Qiao thought this behavior was a little crazy. He was used to fighting alone and did not believe these powerhouses could play much of a role in the Nether Sea.
Still, although he did not understand it, he chose to respect their decision.
They were not his subordinates, after all.
What did it have to do with him?
Just before Jiang Qiao was waiting for Tianyu Ancient Village to set sail, Don, whom he had not seen in a long time, came to his door with a somewhat unexpected message: "The priest of the Longevity God Church in Demon Port is outside. He wishes to see you."
The Longevity God Church?
Do I have anything to do with them?
Jiang Qiao was puzzled.
The church had many followers in Demon Port and worshiped a genuine god... Of course, Jiang Qiao's experience on Holy Spirit Island had shown him that at least the people at the top of the church were all profiteering off others.
After thinking it over.
He did not refuse. He wanted to see what they wanted with him.
Very soon.
A priest in a