Master of Strange Dao

In the past, in the deep sea, even if no personnel were lost due to the sinister entities or living beings in the deep sea, there would still be instances of Black Ship Saints losing control and turning into evil creatures.

In the deep sea, there are sinister beings born as evil creatures.

"We're about to leave the deep sea and enter the Great West Sea, so stay alert. Over here, we're like the Evil Dao on the side of the Four Divine Dynasties. Don't cause trouble; the mission is important."

The Black Ship High Priest wore a serious expression.

However, Fish Bone couldn't help but speak.

"We don't have the risk of turning into evil creatures right now, so we shouldn't be discovered, right?"

"I don't care what you think, no one is allowed to hold back the mission. Whoever does, I'll drown them in the deep sea."

The Black Ship High Priest was unmoved and spoke firmly.

This generation of Black Ship Saints had never landed on this continent before.

But long ago, Black Ship Saints indeed had landed here.

The development here is quite different from that on the side of the Four Divine Dynasties; the inheritance of ritual and sacrificial techniques has not been cut off.

According to the records, there are quite a few people on this side who walk the path of the Evil God, even aspiring to achieve the status of an Evil God.

Just like the Evil Dao on the side of the Four Divine Dynasties, they are seen as targets to be attacked.

The Black Ship Saints have always borrowed power from dangerous entities, which is very unstable. If things go wrong, the Black Ship Saints could turn into evil creatures.

According to the records on the Black Ship, this generation had never landed on this continent mainly because they would be treated as Evil Dao and eliminated.

Moreover, this place has a sound method for determining whether a target needs to be attacked.

To put it bluntly, those who lose control are Evil Dao, and those who can maintain control are the Righteous Path.

Even their so-called Righteous Path isn't without instances of losing control.

What can be done? The status of Black Ship Saints is equivalent to Loose Cultivators, who are prone to losing control. It's normal to be dealt with.

If it weren't for the suppressive tattoos now, even the red veils had been tamed. Without the risk of turning into evil creatures, the Black Ship High Priest wouldn't dare take on this task.

Now that they have reached the Great West Sea, everything is stable. With Black Ship Saints constantly sensing their surroundings, avoiding the gathering places of Sea Clan living beings, the Black Ship maintains a silent state, navigating close to the seabed, even more discreet than in the deep sea.

However, even in this discreet state, when crossing a boundary, something was still triggered.

On a section of the seabed, runes on one rock after another faintly lit up.

These runes resonated with each other, using such a faint power, weaker than even the ambient Spiritual Energy fluctuations, to construct a sensing net spanning at least tens of thousands of miles at the westernmost part of the Great West Sea.

Anything originating from the deeper west of the Great West Sea, beyond a certain limit, would trigger the sensing net's warning.

As the sensing net got activated, the place where the first rune was triggered seemed like a coordinate, guiding the direction.

At the same time, on the coast of the Great West Sea, within a lighthouse located on a cliff over a hundred feet tall, the person on duty saw the warning and immediately sent back the message.

Within less than one incense stick, the lighthouse guard saw, in the distant city, halos converging, runes circulating, and after converging, transforming into a large halo mirror.

Immediately following was the aura of a Ninth Tier Strong figure materializing, turning into a stream of light, heading straight into the depths of the Great West Sea.

"The warning doesn't seem to be something particularly troublesome, does it? To warrant such a big reaction, even activating the Heavenly Mirror.

The Jixia Academy has been stationing people here all these years, are they preparing to start a war with the Sea Clan?

The Sea Clan hasn't been too happy for the past century."

The guard was somewhat surprised by the reaction of the higher-ups to the warning.

Logically, this warning shouldn't be because something sinister emerged from the deep sea. It's probably just a relatively strong living being.

The stream of light flew away, and the guard couldn't find out what happened next.

The stream of light was extremely fast, and before the Black Ship had gone too far, a middle-aged man in a long robe with a resolute face appeared above the warning sea area.

"Heavenly Mirror."

The man let out a low shout, and the stream of light turned into a large halo mirror, its silvery white radiance spilling out, shining onto the sea.

The seawater appeared to become transparent, directly allowing him to peer into the pitch-black seabed.

As the halo flickered, in the areas illuminated by the halo, the scenes visible appeared as if time was flowing backward, reconstructing past images.

When he saw a Black Ship silently navigating the seabed, the middle-aged man's face immediately showed a hint of a smile.

He took out a magic platform, placed an incense burner on it, and retrieved a portrait, lighting the Spiritual Incense.

The wisps of smoke rose, and the person beside him in the portrait seemed to come to life, slowly turning to look at the middle-aged man.

"What's the matter?"

"Ancestor, the Black Ship has appeared."

As the voice fell, the portrait suddenly ignited, an intense power fluctuation emerged, tearing the space directly, revealing the void behind the crack.

A moment later, the crack suddenly expanded, and an elderly man with a head full of white hair stepped out of the crack.

The old man, with his drooping eyelids, slightly raised them, his eyes flickering with electrical light. With a wave of his hand, the Heavenly Mirror flew over on its own, the range covered by the halo rapidly expanded, illuminating the path ahead of the Black Ship.

The old man glanced in the southeast direction and stepped forward, his figure instantly disappearing.

In less than one incense stick's time, in front of the Black Ship silently navigating the seabed, the old man with white hair and beard suddenly appeared.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, the surrounding seawater silently parted to both sides.