Master of Strange Dao

Yu Ziqing had already summarized his experience, with guys brought out from the Mud Sea of the Muddied World.

Being hit by a big hit and falling into unconsciousness was directly proportional to the sincerity of the other party.

The more sincere they were, the harder they got hit and the longer they stayed unconscious.

And it was also directly related to the completeness of their memories, the more complete, the harder they got hit.

The more memory they lost, the shorter the time of unconsciousness.

This time, the new No.2 Queue brought out was very sincere, but the completeness of the Memory Armor wasn't high, expected to awaken in a few months.

Just in time, Yu Ziqing could spare some time to understand what that call was all about.

After inquiring around and supplementing the information, Yu Ziqing got five words, the call of the Ancient God.

This is an ancient thing, and apart from the call itself, it has no other power.

It's like using a super-strong version of "Wake the hell up, let's party" in the world channel.

Or "Hello? Hello hello? Are you there?"

Any living beings with the ability, qualification, or talent can sense this call.

Listening to those bastards in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, if the call continues for some time, the one sleeping deep inside might actually awaken.

Now, after the storm has passed, someone went quietly closer to sense, and that one is still sleeping, it's just a little closer to awakening.

So far, there seems to be nothing special.

...

In the deep sea, the Black Ship was rare, speeding across the sea surface.

The High Priest stood on the deck, gazing into the depths of the sea, letting out a long, desolate sigh.

"Full speed ahead to the place where the East Sea and the deep sea meet."

A group of Saints looked at each other without words, silently doing their own tasks.

Even though they recently caused big trouble, no one thought it was the High Priest's fault.

Before the Tattoo Masters on the Black Ship were tattooed with the Fish Bone Needle, their fate was usually to become Evil.

The High Priest expended great effort, constantly searching for new sacrificial targets, casting nets everywhere, with a focus on catching fish.

Those with connections naturally weren't just one.

Previously going to the land, searching for that Crystal Ball, was to connect with one of them.

However, they now had tattoos on their backs, and this one didn't even require sacrifices, how could they still mess with other flirtatious beings.

But the problem was, one of the flirtatious beings thought, since you're involved with me, it must become a deal, attempting to force a sale.

The Saints on the Black Ship naturally refused.

Now with a suppressing tattoo on their backs, the objects they relied on were taken back by the Tattoo Master to serve as power sources.

The Black Ship Saints had never felt so satisfied.

How could they care about such unreasonable, forceful beings.

That's why, after the Crystal Ball's two divinations, the High Priest decisively decided to flee, to avoid trouble.

The terrifying force was still in pursuit, and it was unknown why that unreasonable unknown suddenly revived.

Perhaps it was enraged, awakened directly from anger, preparing to chase them down personally to force them.

Anyway, from the Crystal Ball's first divination, that seemed to be the idea.

In the second divination, the four characters "all the way west" were understood, but "high to fly" wasn't comprehensible.

During their escape, halfway through, they saw a huge Cloud Whale in the clouds that seemed lost, falling from the clouds, forming a slanted line, plunging into the sea.

The High Priest was stunned watching the scene, suddenly enlightened.

"Hurry, chase over there and see what's happening."

The Black Ship Saints chased the giant whale, which had dazed eyes, seemingly enduring great pain.

From afar, a Giant Beast seemed to sense the fallen aura of a Giant Beast, approaching, preparing to feast.

The cloud whale, though unclear in consciousness, did nothing to them, and when its eyes looked over, there was a light of spiritual wisdom only sentient beings have, showing pain and a plea for help.

The High Priest took out the Crystal Ball, hesitated, then put it away.

He decided to follow the insight from that moment, too much divination wasn't good.

He took out some resources, rescued the Cloud Whale, healed it, even took out some valuable resources that could stabilize the Divine Soul, feeding them to the Cloud Whale.

The Cloud Whale recovered quickly, and just as he thought, this Cloud Whale was quite different.

According to the High Priest's experience, the size of this Cloud Whale indicated a great age.

Moreover, the Cloud Whale didn't have much Evil Qi, with eyes full of wisdom, and after a little recovery, graciously expressed gratitude to them.

The Cloud Whale got lost, led by an unknown force, becoming more and more confused, hearing a harsh, low-pitched call days ago, somehow ending up here.

At this moment, having fallen into the deep sea and restored by a vast amount of resources, it finally regained some clarity.

The High Priest examined the giant beast and said.

"Your bloodline has changed, the change was too fast for you to bear.

But why this happened, I don't understand, I've never seen it.

However, if it slows down a bit, it should get better."

The Cloud Whale suddenly realized, understanding instantly, and its body began to change accordingly.

Power started to condense, even the body started to shrink slightly.

"Thank you, my name is Cloud Whale."

The High Priest was somewhat astonished; he had never seen such a wise Giant Beast in the deep sea, and it even had a name.

Thinking of that fleeting spirit light, he shared his encountered difficulties.