Beneath a thunderclap, the giant shark covered in overlapping armored scales split in two in midair.
Its halves swept past either side of the Purple Smoke, leaving only a torrential rain of blood before vanishing into the monstrous waves in the blink of an eye.
The enlarged Black Blade, its momentum undiminished, dissolved into Nen the next second and returned to Moyu's body at a speed akin to light.
Before this, even his companions who knew his abilities well had never seen him use them this way. Along with their shock came the relief of having survived a brush with death.
Crossing the Unknown Sea was far more dangerous than they had imagined.
Had it not been for Moyu's Black Blade and its ability to grow in size, none of them could have stopped the giant armored shark from crashing into the Purple Smoke.
Blood rained down with the seawater, staining the Purple Smoke red. Moyu, who had borne the brunt of it, was also drenched in blood.
Whether that blood contained harmful substances they needed to watch out for, or pathogens of some kind...
No one could spare a thought for that now.
Getting through the raging waves and surviving the ever-present danger was the only thing on their minds.
Facing a storm that seemed to herald the end of the world, the Purple Smoke bounded over the waves, tiny yet tenacious.
By the time the Purple Smoke finally emerged from the storm, nearly everyone aboard had exhausted their stamina and latent aura, collapsing onto the deck.
Only Moyu and Morel were still in reasonably good shape.
Moyu's total latent aura far exceeded the others', while Morel was responsible for steering and maintaining their course. He did not need to pour Nen into the God Script, so his expenditure