Chapter 1347: He Knelt

After leaving the space realm, Ye Chen summoned the warship and headed straight east, following the star map.

It was still Xiao Ling Wa piloting the ship, handling it with flair as they sped along, full of bravado.

As for Ye Chen, he had sat cross-legged on the deck since emerging from the space realm, remaining silent the whole time. He was deep in thought about that poem, with the six paths and the mortal world lingering in his mind like inescapable shadows.

Xiao Ling Wa glanced over at him more than once, baffled by what Ye Chen was pondering—he seemed as still as a statue.

And so, three to five days passed quietly. The warship kept moving, but neither of them caught sight of the far side of the star river.

It wasn't until the ninth day that Ye Chen, who had been meditating deeply, stood up and stared blankly into the distance.

There, a massive warship loomed like a mountain, exuding immense power. It was enveloped in purple gold light and radiant immortal glow, speeding through space with incredible velocity and churning the vast star sea into massive waves.

Zhun Di level!

Ye Chen murmured, even from afar, he could feel the overwhelming pressure, like a mountain bearing down.

Xiao Ling Wa lifted his head for a look, then quickly averted his gaze. "That's from a mysterious force on Xuan Huang Continent. Its power is undeniable, but few know its origins."

"If we took that ship for robbery, it would be pretty flashy." Ye Chen couldn't help but mutter.

"You think everyone's like you?" Xiao Ling Wa shot him a look. "That Zhun Di level warship has been around for ages, constantly traveling across this Xuan Huang Star Sea. People from Xuan Huang Continent wanting to cross the star sea, or those from other star domains heading to Xuan Huang Continent, often take their ships."

"A Zhun Di level warship must charge a hefty fee." Ye Chen stroked his chin.

"More than hefty—it's ridiculously high." Xiao Ling Wa sighed. "It costs a hundred thousand yuan shi per trip, but once you're on board, your safety is guaranteed."

"Looking at the size of that ship, it could hold at least a hundred thousand people. If each pays a hundred thousand yuan shi, that's a fortune per voyage. That mysterious force really rakes it in!" Ye Chen grinned.

"No way around it—who else is that strong?" Xiao Ling Wa shrugged. "Compared to a hundred thousand yuan shi, your life is worth more. Which pirate would dare rob a Zhun Di level warship?"

As they spoke, the Zhun Di warship sped toward them, truly majestic. Next to it, their Thunder Warship looked like a mere brick, and if it crossed paths, it would be crushed to pieces.

Xiao Ling Wa hurriedly steered their ship far away, afraid the other pilot might veer off course and collide with them. A Saint Weapon level warship was tough, but it couldn't withstand a Zhun Di level one.

How embarrassing!

Watching the Zhun Di level warship disappear into the distance, Ye Chen and Xiao Ling Wa both coughed awkwardly. They were all warships, so why the huge gap? One round trip for them earned more than you two could from robbing for ages.

Let's go!

Xiao Ling Wa shook his head, banishing his admiring thoughts, and piloted the ship eastward.

But as soon as he started, a devastating divine light shot from the side, striking the Thunder Warship dead on. The light was so powerful that the ship tilted sharply.

You old hag!

Xiao Ling Wa and Ye Chen steadied themselves and turned toward the source, seeing over a hundred warships lined up and charging forward. The lead one was the largest, a Saint Weapon level ship.

Tai Qing Palace!

Xiao Ling Wa cursed under his breath and quickly maneuvered the ship, surging his qi and blood while loading yuan shi to activate escape mode.

Ye Chen wasn't idle either. He positioned himself at the array cannon platform and loaded nearly a million yuan shi at once, fully activating the array cannons and protective barriers, then unleashed a frenzy of attacks on the enemy warships.

Surround them!

A roar came from the Tai Qing Palace's Saint Weapon level warship—it was Yin Zhong from Tai Qing Palace.

He was furious, his face twisted and sinister, especially upon seeing Ye Chen and Xiao Ling Wa. He had chased them all night before and let them slip away.

Later, he led over a hundred warships in a massive search across the star sea but found nothing. Now, on their way back, they spotted the pair—what more was there to say? Attack them relentlessly.

Boom! Bang!

The battle erupted ahead. The three Quasi-Saint level warships that had closed in were already sunk by Ye Chen.

However, Tai Qing Palace didn't back down. This time was different from before—they had a Saint Weapon level ship leading, nearly a hundred Quasi-Saint level ships, and an absolutely overwhelming force. Why would we cower?

Meanwhile, Ye Chen and Xiao Ling Wa were both madmen—one desperately firing the cannons, the other recklessly ramming forward. They weren't fully surrounded yet, but if they got trapped here in the Xuan Huang Star Sea, it would be their grave.

Bang! Boom!

The war raged on, turning this stretch of the star sea into a chaotic storm, with waves crashing one after another.

The Thunder Warship took hits, constantly bombarded by the Tai Qing Palace's Saint Weapon level ship, its protective barrier nearly shattering. Ye Chen and Xiao Ling Wa on board both spat blood, sustaining serious injuries.

Hold steady!

Xiao Ling Wa shouted, his Overlord Dragon qi and blood surging as he loaded three million yuan shi and rammed straight through. The Tai Qing Palace warships closing in were scattered in disarray.

But they paid a heavy price for it. The Thunder Warship was battered and scarred, and with attacks from all sides, its barrier broke, the hull almost pierced on the spot.

Where do you think you're going!

An angry shout echoed from the Tai Qing Palace's Saint Weapon level warship, followed by a thick iron chain shooting out. The chain was inscribed with ancient runes, a specially refined artifact, with a hook at one end.

Too close and still charging ahead, the Thunder Warship was hooked immediately. As they tried to escape, they were yanked back by the Tai Qing Palace's Saint Weapon level ship via the chain.

Seeing this, the over a hundred Tai Qing Palace warships all fired their hooked chains, one after another latching onto the Thunder Warship. It was instantly restrained and couldn't break free.

Attack them!

Attack them!

Yin Zhong swung his killing sword wildly, his shout echoing.

But upon closer listen, the second voice wasn't an echo—it came from elsewhere, more precisely from a warship speeding in. The person at the bow was the Bai Yue Saint Master.

Behind the Bai Yue Saint Master's warship were over three hundred more, all Quasi-Saint level.

They had joined the fight. Originally planning to seek help from Tai Qing Palace on Xuan Huang Continent, they hadn't even arrived when they stumbled upon this sea battle. Spotting Ye Chen and Xiao Ling Wa, they attacked without hesitation—they'd chased them all this way and finally caught up.

Damn it!

Seeing the Bai Yue Divine Sect's warships, Ye Chen and Xiao Ling Wa both cursed. They had no idea where the Bai Yue Divine Sect had come from. They were already at a disadvantage, and this made things even worse.

Boom! Bang!

With the Bai Yue Divine Sect's arrival, the star sea turned into a roaring tempest. Combined with Tai Qing Palace, there were nearly five hundred warships, including one Saint Weapon level ship.

They were done for this time—truly done. No matter how skillfully Xiao Ling Wa maneuvered or how tough the Saint Weapon level ship was, it couldn't withstand such a united assault. The Thunder Warship was blown apart on the spot.

As the Thunder Warship exploded, both of them were flung out and plunged into the star sea one after another.

This is bad!

Ye Chen stabilized himself in the water, his face darkening. On land, with his combat strength, he wouldn't fear them, but this was the treacherous Xuan Huang Star Sea, which suppressed cultivators' powers. Once in it, they were like ordinary people, at risk of drowning at any moment.

What was ridiculous was that his usually reliable Xian Lun Heavenly Dao couldn't connect to the space black hole here, making escape impossible. This was a devastating blow.

Huh?

Just as he was at a loss, he suddenly realized his own powers weren't suppressed. His dantian was still brimming with surging energy, and his sacred body qi and blood were flowing freely, unaffected.

What the hell?

Instinctively, he glanced toward where Xiao Ling Wa had fallen and saw the guy flailing in the star sea, having swallowed more than a mouthful of water and on the verge of sinking.

Ye Chen was even more stunned. They had both fallen in, yet Xiao Ling Wa's powers were suppressed while his were fine.

Could it be? A thought struck Ye Chen—it was likely because the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body carried the paternal bloodline of Xuan Gu Great Emperor, granting it special immunity here.

As he thought about it, he started laughing.

And as he laughed, he bared two rows of white teeth and casually pulled out his wolf-tooth club.