Three days later, at dawn, the war drums sounded once more. Having besieged Soul-Lost Bay for so long, the River Governor's Office finally had no intention of dragging things out any further.
"Fellow Daoist, please help me break the enemy."
Standing at the prow, Lu Chenzhou called out loudly.
As soon as he spoke, under everyone's watchful eyes, a Daoist clad in dark robes and carrying a ritual sword emerged from another warship. Riding the wind into the air, he held his sword and chanted an incantation before slashing straight at Soul-Lost Bay.
In an instant, wild winds rose. That invisible sword light tore apart the mist filling the sky. From afar, it looked as though an immortal had brought down his sword, cleaving all of Soul-Lost Bay in two. The clouds parted and the fog dispersed, golden sunlight spilled down, and a seven-colored rainbow bridge stretched across the sky. The sight was incomparably shocking.
At the sight, the River Governor's Office soldiers were stunned, then burst into cheers. Their morale soared. With such a figure aiding them, what was there to fear from the mere River-Sweeping Bandits?
"Master, Master, can I learn that move?"
On the flagship, seeing Soul-Lost Bay split apart, a young Daoist boy could no longer hold himself back and directly made his request of Daoist Fang Wen.
Hearing this, Daoist Fang Wen's face immediately darkened.
"Learn what? Do you even understand it? Go back and copy the Water Commentary Scripture ten times."
After leaving those words behind, Daoist Fang Wen flicked his sleeve and turned into the cabin. With matters having reached this point, the battle ahead was bound to proceed as smoothly as flowing water.
And indeed, that was how it went. With the mysterious Daoist's aid, the River Governor's Office army swept forward