Li Hanyi's expression sharpened. "Four to six hours?"
"Less, not more," Qing Chen said urgently.
Flying Bear True Lord could no longer sit still. "In that case, we'll pour everything into powering one ship and abandon the other two!"
Qing Chen nodded, seemingly delighted. "That's a good idea. This ship's propulsion depends entirely on the power poured into it. The stronger the power, the faster it goes, with no upper limit! If we concentrate all three ships' magic power into one, its speed should at least double or triple."
Though he said that aloud, he thought to himself, Three ships becoming one-isn't this smashing the cauldrons and sinking the boats, leaving no road of retreat? As expected of a titan of military formations and frontier defense. He really is ruthless.
"In that case," Li Hanyi decided on the spot, "there's no time to lose. Let's get started." Besides being open and upright, this Righteous Gentleman was decisive and efficient, not pedantic.
With both great figures having spoken, everyone set to work.
For a time, figures shuttled between the three ships and magic power surged, making for a bustling scene.
Several breaths later, the two empty ships were pushed away and scuttled, swallowed by the bloody waves until they vanished from sight.
Aboard the main ship, everyone took their places.
Flying Bear True Lord stood on the left side of the stern, gripping the left Rudder Handle with both hands. His Beast-Skin Daoist Robe snapped in the terrifying surge of magic power, black light flowing around him as a flying bear Dharma Form hundreds of zhang tall flickered behind him.
Li Hanyi stood in the center of the stern, one hand loosely gripping the middle Rudder Handle. The White Jade Dharma Sword hovered at his side, while Sage-Worthy Writings flowed around