The Human Race was still in an ignorant stage of development, knowing nothing of the Primordial World's background or true nature.
With all six Sages spreading their teachings in the mortal world, legends of immortals in the world had arisen.
Countless people felt an indescribable longing for the lands overseas.
Clearly, the ten or twenty people below had come overseas in search of immortals.
"Humans? Tsk, tsk, their flesh is delicious."
"Hiss, hiss, I want to go ashore and eat a hundred humans."
"Count me in. The Human Race is far too weak. They don't deserve to live in the Primordial World!"
"Shh, are you courting death? Careful Saint Nuwa doesn't hear you!"
The flood dragons at the head of the group conversed without the slightest restraint.
Their eyes brimmed with greed as they gazed at the humans on the merchant ship.
In their eyes, the Human Race was nothing but ants, fit only to fill their bellies.
The dozens of people aboard the ship looked horrified.
They all fell to their knees, prostrating themselves and begging for mercy.
The Human Race had yet to be enlightened and understood very little of the changes in heaven and earth. Most people did not know how to cultivate and had no power to fight back at all.
Faced with something unknown now, they were scared out of their wits.
Mu Chen watched this scene.
He could not help laughing.
He had never had a favorable impression of the Demon Race to begin with.
And now they were on his territory, talking about eating his own kind.
Did they really think he had no temper?
Above the sea of clouds, Mu Chen casually pointed a finger, and lightning flashed.
Whoosh!
The next moment.
A thunderbolt as thick as a mountain descended from the sky, striking the strongest great flood dragon right in the center of the group.
In a mere instant, before the enormous flood dragon could even react, its soul scattered into nothingness. It could not have been more thoroughly dead.
At this sight.
The other flood dragons were stunned.
In that instant, the destructive force within the lightning had made their very souls tremble.
What terrifying lightning arts!
Yet the next moment, the remaining five or six flood dragons all raised their heads toward the sky, their faces filled with fury.
"Who are you? We are great flood dragons serving Di Jun of the Demon Race! If you dare kill us, the Demon Race will take revenge sooner or later!"
Perhaps it was because they were accustomed to throwing their weight around among the Demon Race.
And because the Dragon Clan had declined, the flood dragon lineage counted as a powerful group within the Demon Race.
So, faced with such terrifying lightning arts, these flood dragons actually did not flee at once, but began demanding answers instead.
Clearly, they thought their backer was invincible.
However...
"The Demon Race? Is that so impressive?"
Mu Chen's indifferent, majestic voice rang out, laced with disdain.
He had intended to finish them off directly.
But seeing the three little phoenixes beside him itching to try, he thought for a moment and said.
"All right, I'll leave them to you."
Little Seven, Little Eight, and Little Nine all brightened, instantly charging out of the sea of clouds toward the little worms on the sea below.
Powerful adult fire phoenixes of the Phoenix Race fed on flood dragons to begin with, and could be considered their natural enemies.
And now, the three young phoenixes had lived above the sea of clouds for fifty thousand years and had gained a rudimentary ability to hunt.
They left the sea of clouds.
As clear phoenix cries rang out between heaven and earth.
The three young phoenixes instantly grew to a thousand zhang in length. These were their true forms.
The flood dragons' expressions changed drastically.
A fear that reached deep into their souls rose from their bones, and they plunged into the sea to hide without the slightest hesitation.
"Damn it! Weren't true phoenixes extinct?"
"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
"Run!"
Boom!
Without the slightest fear, the three young phoenixes charged straight toward the seabed.
Waves surged.
Seawater exploded.
Flood dragons and true phoenixes tumbled and fought within it.
Within a few dozen breaths, the battle was over.
The flood dragons had all become food in their bellies.
Only after finishing all this did the three young phoenixes fly back above the sea of clouds, thoroughly satisfied.
They turned back into little fiery-red birds and perched on Mu Chen's shoulder.
Peace returned to the sea.
The humans aboard the ship had witnessed everything, but were too shocked to speak.
How terrifying!
Was this a divine miracle?
Thud.
The first person fell to his knees, his face filled with excitement and exhilaration.
"Immortals... there really are immortals..."
"There really are immortals in this world, and they even saved us!"
Immediately afterward, the others also knelt on the deck, kowtowing and cheering without pause.
At this moment, Mu Chen also sank into thought.
"Detected that the Human Race has discovered the host's existence. Choices available." "Stop fishing, establish a religion in the mortal world, and lead the Human Race to defeat the Witch and Demon Races. You may obtain one chaos supreme treasure and merit for attaining Sagehood in the future!" "Continue fishing. Complete fishing after fifty thousand years and obtain the Samadhi True Fire Method!"