The ships along the coast rose and fell slowly with the waves, their flags bearing the emblem of Great Jin snapping in the wind. Their enormous hulls almost blotted out the sky.
In front of each ship, deep-sea Fierce Beasts hung suspended in huge fishing nets.
The Fierce Beasts roared, but under the suppression of the Talismans on the nets, they were no different from ordinary fish and shrimp.
Cultivators along the shore and aboard the ships were constantly seizing these Fierce Beasts with Law Power.
Led by a cultivator, Wang Ba walked along the gangplanks at the harbor.
Wang Yi'an followed behind, looking around with both curiosity and some astonishment.
As his gaze swept over the enormous ships and sea beasts, Wang Ba frowned slightly.
"Are there not enough Spirit Beast Bags?"
The Nascent Soul Cultivator leading the way hurriedly explained:
"We're already arranging more, but when the embankment broke this time, quite a few sea beasts were swept up. There are so many, and we weren't prepared, so supplies really are rather tight at the moment."
Wang Ba made a rough calculation and nodded slightly.
"These sea beasts should make up for some of the losses from this battle."
"Exactly. Those bandit cultivators from the Three Continents went to great pains to drive these sea beasts here from the deep sea, only to hand us a windfall."
The Nascent Soul Cultivator spoke with a smile.
As he spoke, he suddenly pointed at a large ship ahead.
"We're here!"
Wang Ba and Wang Yi'an behind him immediately looked up.
They saw an ink-black eel with a tattered mane curled inside a huge fishing net, suspended from a hook at the bow.
It was enormous. Even curled up, it was nearly half the size of the ship.
Seeing Wang Ba