Boom!
Thunder swept the deck, detonating the ammunition. The entire warship was blasted into the air and torn in two.
Whoosh!
The Battleship-Splitting Saber swept across like a celestial river pouring down. The bridge snapped, and the steel hull was as thin as paper before its edge.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Flying swords hovered in the air, freed from the usual range limits of mental control within the Ghost Domain. In an instant, they streaked across the sky, pierced hulls, and swept through the sides of warships.
Thick alloy was split as easily as rotten wood. Bows, decks, and armor shattered layer by layer.
Within the Blood Moon Ghost Domain, Lin Hao was unstoppable. Just as he had declared earlier, he was very good at bullying the weak!
Even the barrage crisscrossing the sky could not hinder him in the slightest!
Every warship carried high-speed armor-piercing cannons specifically designed to deal with powerful fighters. They were maneuverable, fast, and extremely effective at penetrating armor.
Even a Martial Saint would not casually take their fire head-on.
Yet now, even when those shots caught up with Lin Hao's Dharma form, they could only leave faint ripples across its enchantment-reinforced surface.
Class A Ghost Tamers and other ranked Ghost Tamers attacked one after another.
Slippery tentacles, shadowy oil lamps, rusty flying shears, eerie oil paintings-whether they focused on physical attacks, souls, or even rules, all those Weirds were forcibly suppressed by the brute strength of Lin Hao's Dharma form.
Lightning that could strike at any moment, flying swords sweeping past at will, specters emerging from the Ghost Ship, and red tentacles spreading through the Blood Moon Ghost Domain-there were simply too many moves and methods available to counter them!
The several kinds of divine lightning Lin Hao had obtained from the Dragon-Tiger Holy Land