Advancing Through the Deep Sea, Encountering an Old Foe Again!

The boundless deep sea stretched endlessly, its emerald waves spanning as far as the eye could see, while fierce winds swept across the waters.

Thirty Level-8 Soul Tool Warships sailed in formation as escorts, with a Level-9 Flagship proudly leading the way. The massive steel fleet cleaved through towering waves like an iron torrent stretching across the sea.

Gales howled over the ocean, huge waves churned, and towering waterspouts occasionally formed out of nowhere, wreaking havoc in every direction. Yet they could not shake the fleet in the slightest.

Every warship was covered in intricate Soul Tool patterns, its cannons standing in grim rows. Dense Soul Power pressure perpetually shrouded the vessels, and ordinary sea soul beasts fled in panic the moment they sensed their aura, not daring to approach at all.

On the spacious deck of the leading ship, Qian Xunzong stood with his hands behind his back, his golden robe snapping in the sea wind, his posture as straight as a pine.

At his side, Xinghe, Xu Yanqiu, and Muyou stood shoulder to shoulder. Gazing at the endless azure sea before them, each was filled with emotion.

Qian Xunzong looked toward the line where sea and sky met and spoke softly, his tone carrying a trace of wistfulness:

"Do you still remember? Two years ago, when we traveled from the Douluo Continent to the Sun and Moon Continent, we crossed the sea aboard the Cloudstep Light-Carriage. We drifted through the deep sea for months and endured countless storms before barely reaching the other shore."

His gaze swept over the vast fleet behind him, and a relieved smile touched his lips:

"I never expected that after only two short years, we would possess a Soul Tool fleet of this scale on our return journey. We can cut through thorns