Magnificent, the Drunken Snow Mad Saber, a sorrowful song of heroism!

Ten o'clock sharp, on the sea!

Gale winds howled, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. Monstrous waves surged to the heavens, and the driving rain fell like arrows.

The horizon was shrouded in a dim, oppressive darkness. The assault skiffs tossed and tumbled through the mountainous swells, the danger of capsizing and losing lives ever-present.

"Urgent report! General Wu's assault skiff has vanished!" The grim news arrived suddenly; one of the skiffs had gone missing. And it was the very vessel carrying their primary combat force, Wu Datou.

Chu Yun wiped the torrential rain from his face, forcing his eyes open, his tone as cold as iron: "Ignore him! The entire fleet, continue forward!"

Speed was the essence of war. Furthermore, in this environment, who could say if the ship hadn't already capsized and the crew been cast into the sea?

He could not afford to care, nor could he do anything about it.

Before long, the Old Fish King petitioned: "The wind and waves are growing ever stronger. If we continue like this, even if we reach the battlefield, the troops will be exhausted and unable to perform. It would be better to pause the march..."

"No! A single drumbeat rouses the spirit, the second exhausts it, and the third drains it. Full speed ahead!" Chu Yun barked, rejecting the suggestion.

The Old Fish King bowed his head and retreated.

Half a quarter-hour later, someone suddenly shouted in excitement: "The wind has shifted!"

The wind direction had abruptly changed, turning from a headwind into a tailwind. The speed of the seven assault skiffs surged, and the morale of the crews soared!

Ten-fifteen, the maritime battlefield.

Black wolf smoke blanketed the entire sea area, cutting off the wind, rain, and thunder. Within the fray, firelight erupted, and the sounds of battle shook the heavens. Dozens of ships were locked together, mired in a chaotic melee.

"Shu Tianhao, you are old. You can't even hold your blade steady. Has the All-Star Fierce Tiger of yesteryear become a sick cat?" The black smoke and blood-eyed wolf head gathered and dispersed around Remnant Wolf, forming a perfect union of offense and defense.

Remnant Wolf laughed wildly, forcing the one-armed Shu Tianhao into a position of absolute disadvantage.

"Die! Ashes of the World!" He suddenly roared. The Beacon Smoke Wolf beast let out a responding howl, channeling its Dao technique to transform into a dense mass of black smoke that engulfed Shu Tianhao.

This black smoke was laced with streaks of scorching red. Before it even drew near, the hair and beard on Shu Tianhao's face began to emit a charred scent. The intense heat baked everything in its path.

The attack range was too vast to evade. Despair appeared on Shu Tianhao's face.

"Do not harm my Lord!" At this critical juncture, a figure suddenly descended—it was Wu Datou! Unexpectedly, having been scattered by the wind and waves, he had relied on the sheer power of heaven and earth to stumble his way to the battlefield ahead of schedule.

"Martial Dao Will!" The character for 'Martial' on the Martial Dao Crab's carapace scattered golden light. It leaped forward, sacrificing its life to withstand the opponent's Dao technique, "Ashes of the World."

Wu Datou vomited a mouthful of blood; when a Demon Beast dies, its Spirit Beast Master suffers a backlash.

"We cannot win this, retreat!" Shu Tianhao grabbed Wu Datou, fighting as they withdrew.

"You cannot escape." Remnant Wolf laughed heartily, leisurely picking up the Demon Crystal that had formed after the death of the Martial Dao Crab. He tossed it into the black smoke, then turned with ease to hunt down Shu Tianhao and Wu Datou.

The chase lasted for half a quarter-hour until the two were finally forced into a dead end.

"Island Master, run!" Wu Datou roared with bulging eyes, throwing himself at Remnant Wolf in a desperate bid.

"Scram!" Remnant Wolf snorted in disdain, delivering a flying kick that sent Wu Datou soaring far away.

"Run, why aren't you running anymore?" He mocked, strolling forward with casual steps. He surveyed the entire battlefield, his spirit high, everything firmly within his grasp.

"Death is not terrifying; what is terrifying is dying without responsibility." Shu Tianhao glanced at Wu Datou, who was struggling to rise in the distance. His thoughts turned to Chu Yun.

"However, fate is fickle. Even if I must die today, I have only regrets, no fear! Fight!" Shu Tianhao's fighting spirit surged. He hoisted his Drunken Snow Blade and leaped into the fray.

His blade light was like a bolt of silk, weaving through the air, unstoppable and peerless.

He sang aloud as he fought.

"Dark clouds cover the sky! Waves rise high as mountains! Cold winds lash the face! Spray crashes into the hull!"

His blade technique was heavy and melancholic, as steady as a mountain range. A look of wariness appeared on Remnant Wolf's face.

"What care I for winds like blades, or rain like arrows! What care I for broken mountains and rivers, or the drifting of my own life!"

The blade light erupted, connecting heaven and earth, shaking the smoke and clouds. Remnant Wolf was surrounded by swirling mist, guarding himself strictly.

"Since ancient times, who has ever escaped death? Let my heart remain loyal, a beacon of pure green!"

The sound of the blade whistled like pine trees in the wind and the roar of a tsunami. The black smoke dissipated, revealing Remnant Wolf's horrified expression.

"Comrades, open your eyes! Helmsmen, hold the wheel! Be careful, do not slacken! Fight for your lives, do not lose heart!" The blade moved like a dragon or a snake, sweeping across the heavens. Remnant Wolf retreated rapidly.

"Fear not the thousand-foot waves that rise like mountains! Fear not the thousands of troops with spears like a forest!"

The blade radiance was brilliant, its heroic light blazing. Remnant Wolf retreated again and again.

"Charge through the sea, turn back! Fight to the death against the raging waves! Fight to the death!"

The blade energy surged, violent and ferocious, reaching an unprecedented level! Remnant Wolf cried out in terror, unleashing his life-saving Dao technique. When the black smoke collided with the blade energy, the Beacon Smoke Wolf beast let out a pained, mournful cry.

Remnant Wolf vomited blood, suffering grave injuries. He collapsed to the ground, his face full of shock, staring at Shu Tianhao in disbelief.

Is this the All-Star Fierce Tiger? Strong, so strong!

Shu Tianhao stood his ground, holding his blade with a single arm. He appeared like a towering mountain, one that even thousands of troops could not shake!

Seeing this, the Shu Family Army's morale soared. They could not help but echo his song, singing along.

Dark clouds cover the sky! Waves rise high as mountains! Cold winds lash the face! Spray crashes into the hull...

Since ancient times, who has ever escaped death? Let my heart remain loyal, a beacon of pure green!

Comrades, open your eyes! Helmsmen, hold the wheel... Fight to the death! Fight to the death!

The singing rose like waves, one crest higher than the last. Amidst the melody, the Shu Family Army fought like wolves and tigers, erupting in a violent counterattack. The pirates wailed as they retreated step by step; despite their superior numbers, they had suddenly fallen into a disadvantage!

A heroic, tragic song! A heroic, tragic song!

To think there exists such a naval force; the Shu Family Army is truly fierce and extraordinary!

Remnant Wolf's face was as pale as paper. His fighting spirit had vanished, and his heart was filled with regret. Blinded by greed, how could he have chosen such an enemy!

"Do not be deceived by appearances! Shu Tianhao has already exhausted his strength; he is nothing but a paper tiger!" Seeing the situation turn, White Prowler's expression grew cold as he shouted a warning.

Remnant Wolf froze.

Shu Tianhao smiled bitterly to himself, So, I managed to fool Remnant Wolf, but I could not deceive the cunning White Prowler?

Ten-thirty, at the relief force's position.

At this moment, the wind and rain were subsiding, and the Assault Skiffs were sailing like arrows.

"Urgent report! We are approaching the battlefield; white poison mist has appeared ahead!" a soldier reported.

In truth, Chu Yun had already seen it without being told. Amidst the hazy white fog stood a large, dome-like black curtain. It looked like a dark Green Mountain shrouded in misty rain.

This is Arsenic Prowler's Poison Mist Hazy Dao Technique and the Beacon Smoke Wolf beast's Black Curtain Universe Dao Technique. Hmph, I was prepared for this. Chu Yun sneered inwardly. In his past life, he had studied the Remnant Wolf Pirate Group in depth. Using that knowledge now meant he knew both himself and his enemy!

"The great battle is imminent! Order to the entire army: fetch the wine!" Chu Yun led by example, grabbing a jar of wine with one hand.

On the Assault Skiffs, countless soldiers followed suit.

"Drink to bolster our courage!" Chu Yun smashed the mud seal and tilted his head back. He downed the fiery liquor in three gulps and stopped abruptly.

The strong spirits steeled their resolve. After those three gulps, the hundred-plus men of the army felt their blood boiling and their battle intent surging incessantly.

Clang!

Chu Yun slammed his jar down, and it shattered into fragments on the deck.

The entire army followed suit; the sound of shattering jars was endless. The strong liquor splashed everywhere, and the scent of wine filled the air.

"Ignite!" At Chu Yun's command, the seven Assault Skiffs immediately burst into roaring flames.

Heat waves rose, pushing away the white poison mist. As for the crew members, they were all bound with Jade Sea Kelp, which instinctively exuded moisture to resist the flames and protect their bodies.

Chu Yun stood at the prow, his eyes like lightning, his spirit overflowing. A tempestuous sea surged within his chest, and he felt he would burst if he did not let it out. He looked up and roared, singing the war song of the Shu Family Army: "Oh, dark clouds! Covering the sky, oh, waves! High as mountains..."

The combatants on the seven Blazing Flame Flying Boats were all infected by the spirit. Their expressions grew spirited and impassioned, and they joined in the singing one after another.

This mission was perilous, a life-and-death gamble.

Yet!

How could a true man be afraid of death?

The warriors of the seven boats were ready—to die!

Almost simultaneously, on the black-smoke-shrouded battlefield.

On the Shu family's flagship, which was burning with raging flames, the fire soared into the sky.

With a loud boom, Shu Tianhao crashed into the cabin like a cannonball. Wood chips flew; he was covered in blood and collapsed to the floor, yet his hand remained tightly gripped around the Drunken Snow Blade.

"I was actually almost fooled by you! Shu Tianhao, your acting is truly superb!" Remnant Wolf let out a series of laughs, sinister and vicious. Black smoke rolled around him, condensing into a giant fist that slammed into Shu Tianhao once more.

With a thunderous crash, Shu Tianhao was sent flying again, slamming onto the deck and vomiting blood. The Drunken Snow Blade flew from his hand and, with a clang, stuck diagonally into a corner of the gunwale.

"The dignified All-Star Fierce Tiger, actually trying to win through trickery! What a disgrace! Hahaha..." Remnant Wolf laughed mockingly, walking over leisurely to look down at Shu Tianhao.

"If you've lost an arm and can no longer use your dual-blade technique, don't try to act tough!" Remnant Wolf raised a foot and stomped hard onto Shu Tianhao's chest.

Shu Tianhao coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"I know about the Drunken Snow Blade, too. The longer it is used, the heavier the blade becomes, and the sharper the edge. A bizarre demon blade! Hahaha, you've been using it for so long; how could one hand possibly support it? It would be a different story if you had two."

Remnant Wolf feigned a sigh, though he was actually mocking and striking at the last remnants of Shu Tianhao's self-esteem.

The Drunken Snow Blade trembled, its snow-white body reflecting the firelight as it let out a mournful cry.

"Where is your left arm? Where is it? Without your left arm, you are nothing but trash! Trash! And you dared to fight me!" Remnant Wolf, who had been shocked into losing his composure earlier, now kicked down violently, venting his suppressed anger in an attempt to regain his lost face.

"Didn't you know how to wield a blade? Show me again! Didn't you know how to sing loudly? Sing it again for me to hear!" Remnant Wolf vented, feeling a thrill of pleasure as every kick forced another mouthful of blood from Shu Tianhao.

The singing grew faint.

Shu Tianhao was soundly defeated, and the morale of the remaining Shu Family Army plummeted. The once magnificent and heroic war song seemed to be passing away along with Shu Tianhao.

Shu Tianhao was the soul of the Shu Family Army; once the soul of the army dissipated, their combat effectiveness would drop by half.

Some men turned pale and fell silent. Others wept while they continued to sing. Yet, their persistence could not reverse the despair of the situation.

"The outcome is decided!" Remnant Wolf spread his arms, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, savoring the thick scent of blood permeating the air. He was enjoying it!

To have the famous All-Star Fierce Tiger trampled beneath his feet!

His face twisted, and every inch of his flesh trembled with excitement.

Enjoyment! This feeling...