Gray mist spread through the cabin and across the deck.
Amid the clamor, countless people rushed back and forth through the cabin and across the deck, attacking or dodging. Every so often, someone fell from the ship.
For a moment, the ship and the waters around it seemed to become a battlefield, chaotic and lawless.
Suddenly!
A brilliant light flashed overhead, illuminating the river as brightly as day.
Waves surged across the river, and clouds churned in the sky.
A terrifying force descended, striking fear into every heart!
"When did so many people get aboard our ship?"
Prince of Rencheng Gao Jie emerged trembling. As he sensed the upheaval in the mountains and rivers around him, terror gripped his heart.
He had seen cultivators cast spells before, but always as an onlooker. Now, aboard the ship, he felt the awe-inspiring power of heaven and earth bent to human will, its vast force howling past him. At last, he understood true terror!
So this is the power of a cultivator? No ordinary mortal could stand against it. I couldn't even have imagined it!
"Now you understand how formidable they are?" Gao Maode looked back at him with a bitter smile. "You may wield power over the entire Qi court, but to true Immortal School cultivators, all of it is fleeting dust. And don't imagine the Underworld Office or Underworld Virtue can restrain them. Those only settle accounts afterward. If a cultivator truly threw caution aside and killed you, killed me, wiped out the Qi royal family—even if the Heavenly Tribulation struck him down afterward, what good would that do the dead?"
Gao Jie opened his mouth but found no words. The receding golden light and the white figure slowly descending from above were reflected in his eyes. He nodded slowly.
"You're