The surging waves seemed especially impassioned at night.
The sparse starlight, too, vanished from time to time behind the dark clouds.
A spirit shuttle sped across the sea like a shooting star that vanished in a flash.
A woman in a green robe stood atop it, three thousand willow-silk strands cascading down her back.
One hand held a compass for navigation at sea, while the other absorbed spiritual energy from a spirit stone. In her mind, she was still mulling over the True Person's words, wondering whether Purplewood Sect truly consisted of Taiyi Sect cultivators.
But the next moment, her brows drew tightly together.
For quite a few Sea Cloud Birds had appeared before her.
Although these Sea Cloud Birds were only second-rank, they had completely blocked her only path.
They cawed noisily, as grating as flat-billed crows.
Naturally, she was not afraid of these Sea Cloud Birds. But second-rank Sea Cloud Birds blocking a third-rank spirit shuttle was something virtually unheard of upon the seas.
"Courting death!" Wu Xin sent a flying sword shooting from her hand, instantly cutting down three Sea Cloud Birds. Yet the remaining Sea Cloud Birds suddenly all exploded.
They became clumps of scalding, viscous blood that sprayed in every direction.
Wu Xin had actually anticipated this long ago, her body already drifting elegantly away. Yet even so, the flying flesh and blood nearly obscured all her vision.
At the same time, a massive Water Dragon Art surged up from the seabed and struck toward Wu Xin!
Yet the sword light before her flew out again. This time, three flying swords shot forth at once.
The three streaks of sword light crisscrossed, sword radiance bursting forth as they danced into a waterfall of swords, cleaving the Water Dragon Art into mist that dissipated in the