A vast shadow that blotted out the sky was pressing in from the north—a superstorm mingled with ice crystals and Mystic Yin energy!
"It's the Mystic Yin Gale Wind!"
Li Yunjing's expression changed sharply, and he kept firing out command tokens from his hand, increasing the Sky Patrol Warship's defenses.
Cold sweat beaded on Li Yunjing's forehead as he controlled the warship and made a rapid turn, trying to circle around this dangerous region.
Just as the hull drifted and turned ten li away, a huge vortex suddenly appeared dead ahead!
"Careful!"
Ye Wuhen roared, and nine dark-blue talismans flew from his sleeve, forming a net of light beneath the ship.
"Rumble..."
The Sky Patrol Warship slid along the edge of the vortex and shifted out sideways, throwing up waves hundreds of zhang high.
The entire warship rocked violently at the vortex's edge, giving off a teeth-aching sound of twisting metal.
"Hold steady!"
Li Yunjing pressed both hands firmly onto the control hub. Inside the Power Furnace, over a hundred million Spirit Stones burned up all at once, and surging energy poured in madly.
The runes on the warship's surface lit up one after another, flashing like stars over the pitch-black sea.
"Whoosh..."
With the Sky Patrol Warship at full power, and with Ye Wuhen's help added in, they finally broke free of the vortex's binding by a hair's breadth, circled in another direction, and continued sailing.
"That was too close."
Only after seeing the situation stabilize did Zhao Qi and Su Muqing let out long breaths.
"This is what the North Sea is like!"
Li Yunjing shook his head, his expression still focused as he stared fixedly ahead. According to the deductions of his Heavenly Secret Art, this journey should have three calamities.
The calamity at North Pole City