The treasure ship transformed into a streak of light that tore through the gray-white storm, vanishing into the depths of the Horizontal Life Wind in an instant and leaving only a churning vortex behind.
"Bastards!"
On the Silver Treasure Ship, everyone first stared blankly as Xiao Ran and the others quickly pulled away from them. Then, one by one, they erupted into furious curses.
That battered ship had really shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, moving far faster than they had expected.
"Speed up! Hurry! Speed up and catch them!"
Watching Xiao Ran's treasure ship grow farther and farther away, several burly men on deck urged the slaves to work faster and increase the ship's speed.
Unlike Xiao Ran's treasure ship, the Silver Treasure Ship had an especially large power furnace. Burning jade was all it took to boost its power and increase its speed.
A large number of slaves tossed ore into the furnace, and the ship's speed visibly began to climb.
Wu Da, who was in charge of operating the ship, stepped forward and said, "Holy Son, don't worry. Their speed is impressive, but they can't keep it up for long. Once we pick up speed, we'll catch up in no time—"
Before he could finish, the ship suddenly lurched downward, and its speed dropped sharply instead.
The violent inertia sent everyone on board sprawling.
The youth's expression immediately darkened. He said nothing as he stared at Wu Da.
Though he didn't utter a word, his gaze sent a chill down Wu Da's spine. Wu Da hurried off to find out what had happened.
A closer look revealed countless nearly imperceptible, almost nonexistent threads suddenly shining in the air around the ship!
These were the suture lines Xiao Ran had left behind.
The densely packed