True Martial Arrives at the North Sea

The sea breeze blew gently, stirring the banners of the Heavenly Warship, and the True Martial insignia upon them was especially dazzling.

The North Sea, vast and magnificent, lay to the north of the earthly realm. Its breadth was simply unknown by however many tens of thousands of li, yet even the largest of the Four Great Continents, the Northern Kuru Continent, was encircled within it.

At a glance, there was no end to it at all. No matter who stood here, they would feel their own insignificance; even the three great Heavenly Court warships, each over a thousand meters long, were like sesame seeds in the North Sea—perhaps even smaller.

The sea at this moment was not calm either. The water rose and fell, waves surged and rolled, and the wind over the sea was strong and urgent. Wave after wave let out heavy smacking sounds.

Boom!

Great waves curled up and churned, but after this wave fell, figure after figure appeared upon the surging sea. Looking closely, they were Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals clad in armor and bearing sharp weapons.

This was precisely the North Sea Dragon Army.

"True Martial!"

A young man in silver-white armor, holding a spear in his hand, his entire body glowing and exuding a powerful aura, stood at the head. When he saw the words "True Martial" on the banner, his pupils contracted, and his expression changed at once.

"So it is the honored ones of the North Heaven Gate division. I have long heard of your great name. May I ask what brings you to my North Sea today with such a great mobilization?" the young man said.

After speaking, he lowered his voice and said to the shrimp soldier beside him, "Hurry and send word to the old man that