Under the pale moonlight,
a golden cross of energy swiftly and violently pierced through the mountain-sized Evil Spirit Ship.
It was enormous, like a lone island on the sea, but now it was easily penetrated by this golden light.
The once-surging ocean waves instantly calmed under the effect of the golden cross of energy.
The sea's surface became as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the pale moonlight. The entire scene was filled with an eerie tranquility.
Even the viewers in the live stream, ordinary people unfamiliar with Martial Arts, could feel this unusual silence.
They all began to speculate.
Was something wrong with the Evil Spirit Ship, or had Chu He unleashed some kind of mysterious power?
Ji Shengyue stared nervously at the screen. Her heartbeat synchronized with the atmosphere of the live stream, each pulse filled with unease.
Meanwhile, at the scene, Xiao Cangqing and Gu Shuling, hidden deep within the dense forest, also watched with bated breath.
