Chapter 832: Vessel of God
As the prow of the ship appeared, a curtain of light spilled across the sky, capturing the attention of all who saw it. At its front stood a figure, tall and poised, radiating elegance and an otherworldly grace that was impossible to ignore.
There he stood, at the prow of the ship, hand in hand with a graceful figure in white, her robes rippling with the breeze. Who else could she be if not Jiang Yuebai?
"Chu Liang?!"
At the sight of him, some were shocked, others disheartened, a few overjoyed, and many simply confused.
The countless onlookers and all of the Mount Shu Sect were left stunned. Why had the very disciple whose actions had sparked this entire war returned now, at the final hour?
Of all who watched, it was Venerable Wen Yuan who felt the greatest grief. He had believed that if Chu Liang survived, the Mount Shu Sect’s legacy could live on. So long as that ember remained, the flame could one day rise again. He never thought the boy would come back, acting on impulse and trying to defy fate and save the sect himself.
Daoist Cangsheng, on the other hand, was delighted. He had believed Chu Liang would flee, leaving the Penglai Supreme Sect to face lingering enmity from the Mount Shu Sect. That was why he had chosen to crush the sect entirely today. But now, if Chu Liang had returned at the final moment... wouldn't this be the perfect opportunity to destroy them all at once?
And the one who was confused... was Lin Bei. He looked up at the sky and thought, Seriously, at a time like this... how does my bro still look this cool?
Chu Liang stood at the very front of the ship. He didn't stand there to look cool. He raised his hand, pointed ahead, and directed, "Esteemed Senior, ram it straight through!"
Inside the cabin, the Whale-Riding Immortal gripped a sword-hilt-shaped lever embedded in the console. With a powerful thrust downward, he focused his divine sense and poured all his cultivation energy into the vessel.
Boom!