The treasure ship continued onward. After their discussion just now, Lin Jun and Zhu Rong both fell silent for the moment, and the atmosphere grew somewhat heavy.
The world entrants stood one after another at the rear of the treasure ship, occasionally sneaking glances at the two of them, their eyes filled with reverence.
"Who would have thought that we're all world entrants, yet they can stir heaven and earth while we can barely even find ourselves an identity?"
"Stop thinking about it. If you keep comparing yourself like that, you'll sooner or later breed a Heart Demon. Just be yourself and do what you should."
Yu Hua likewise looked ahead, and gradually, his voice turned especially grave.
"What is that? What is that?!"
Hearing Yu Hua's words, everyone hurriedly looked toward the bow. They saw streaks of red lightning suddenly flash through the white clouds ahead, a bolt of lightning racing toward the treasure ship.
Yet when the lightning struck the treasure ship, it caused no damage. Only, the formations on the ship swayed on the verge of collapse, as if they could shatter at any moment.
"Defend!"
Yu Hua roared, and the world entrants beneath him hurriedly employed all kinds of methods to resist the sudden attack. No one knew what had happened, but that terrifying aura told them they were in danger.
Boom!
A red bolt as thick as a man struck the treasure ship. The ship let out a mournful cry, and the formations attached to it slowly cracked apart.
"Who?! Who dares attack your grandpa's ship?!"
Zhu Rong abruptly pulled out a massive axe, his aura climbing higher and higher.
Those several red bolts had come too swiftly and suddenly. Zhu Rong had not even had time to react before the ship's grand formation had