Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning - Chapter 1502 - 566: Nine Layers 3
The person tailing them frowned tightly upon seeing this:
“A merchant fleet?
“Seems like they’re using abandoned sect battle ships for transport…”
After pondering over and over, he still decided to follow and take a look.
By the dock, there were plenty of ships; he casually picked a small one and had its captain set out, trailing a few ships from afar.
In just a moment, they had already moved far from the shoreline.
Heading into the deep sea, within moments, one could see ships lined up across the ocean.
The person trailing them took one look and was terrified out of his wits.
There must be at least over three hundred large ships.
They were definitely not ordinary figures!
Yet he had no idea who these people actually were.
At this time, as the ships docked side by side, their crews began transferring goods and materials.
Su Mo and his group switched to another large ship.
As the ship pulled anchor, the sails dropped.
The four large characters of Ziyang Escort Agency came into view.
The person tailing them couldn’t help but gasp:
“Ziyang Escort Agency… the Nanhai Alliance Young Leader Su Mo? It’s actually him?”
In a daze, Su Mo happened to turn around and meet his gaze.
Their eyes met, and the person felt his scalp prickling and a chill throughout his body.
He immediately lowered his head, not daring to look again.
Only after the large ships slowly drifted away and disappeared did he finally exhale deeply.
Meanwhile, his mind was suddenly in turmoil:
“Nanhai Alliance Young Leader Su Mo, leading over three hundred large ships, where are they heading?
“Gao Tianqi seized Gui Xu Island, Xu Huai Valley whereabouts unknown.
“What is their purpose now?
“The Eight Demonic Punishment Orders from Dragon King Hall are frightening enough… yet now they still roam within the Dragon King Hall’s sea territory, but to what end?
“These figures whose slightest move can shake Nanhai, what are they truly up to?”
He murmured to himself, unable to find an answer.
With a long sigh, feeling a bit dispirited, he gestured gently, asking the captain to turn back and drown his sorrows in liquor.
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On the large ship, Su Mo sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating.
The True Qi inside his body surged without pause, feeling like tidal waves, circulating endlessly.
Suddenly, the Pure Yang Inner Power inside him transformed entirely into Extreme Cold.
A chilling aura surged, like eternal ice.
Yang Xiaoyun sat at the table, watching him, seeing his body alternate between heating up and cooling down.
Her heart was somewhat speechless.
If someone else tried such a method, they would have deviated long ago.
No need to look further, just consider Wei Ziyi.
The transformation of Yin Yang Qi inside her was extremely perilous.
She nearly faced a tragic end.
Now, thanks to the Burning Wood Armor and practicing Golden Wind Jade Dew Calming Heart Technique with Su Mo, she narrowly avoided disaster.
In the past, she couldn’t fight; now, even though she takes action, she’s unharmed.
Yet Su Mo’s Yin Yang transformation seemed untroubled.
As if Yin Yang had already unified without any trace.
His martial arts were inscrutably profound; even as a spouse, she was unsure of his true stage.
Suddenly, Su Mo’s form slowly levitated.
Layers of cold air unfurled from within him. Yang Xiaoyun glanced down, seeing the floor, the nearby table, and the teapot and cups on it, all covered in frost.
Meanwhile, the Dragon King Mirror he held also emitted a glow.
Intense Extreme Cold Inner Power flowed from it, merging with Su Mo’s.
A tiger roar resounded; White Tiger seemed to sense something, roaring uncontrollably in the cabin.
Yang Xiaoyun looked towards the door, her thoughts stirred, and suddenly she waved her hand.
The door swung open with a bang.
Shadow engulfed the doorway; White Tiger’s massive head craned into view.
From its body, there was an Inner Strength flowing out, resonating with the Dragon King Mirror in Su Mo’s arms.
The two merged and flowed into Su Mo.
Su Mo’s brows furrowed slightly, as the frost spread from him.
On the deck, Song Yuanlong and others had already noticed the anomaly.
At first, they didn’t think much of it.
Considering the peculiar occurrences on this ship, everyone was accustomed to it.
They didn’t expect the commotion to be so intense this time.
A crewmate walking along suddenly lost footing, sprawling in a heap.
Shu Jing and Xiao Dao Ren were carrying White Tiger’s waste, intending to discard it.
Now, they measured each step cautiously, even the urine barrel in their hands coated in frost.
Sihai Dragon Heads emerged from their cabins.
Turning their gaze towards Su Mo’s room.
Exchanging glances:
“Could this be…”
“It should be the sign of a Great Success in Divine Skill!”
Cen Beihuan slowly spoke, yet disbelief filled his eyes.
Su Mo had been cultivating the highest mental method of Dragon King Hall for such a short time.
How could he possibly achieve Great Success so swiftly?
However, surveying their surroundings, it was clear the entire ship was now encased in ice.
Even more, the frost extended over the sea, even the ocean surface froze.
Crackling sounds echoed, as the ship moved through the sea, crushing the ice in a bizarre cacophony.
Their companions Zhang Quan, Gu Qingsong, Wang Shuai, and others also noticed the anomaly aboard Su Mo’s ship.
Their area basked in sunlight, while Su Mo’s vessel was plunged into bitter winter.
The people scurrying about the ship all exhaled white breath.
The sight was indeed astonishing.
As they were deep in discussion, all the frost abruptly tightened.
The sea returned to its waves, the deck cleared of frost, Shu Jing and Xiao Dao Ren successfully emptied their load.
Inside the room, Yang Xiaoyun witnessed all the chill flow into Su Mo.
Until now, the Dragon King Mirror’s glow faded, and White Tiger yawned widely, turning to leave.
Su Mo exhaled gently, as if the frost could freeze the void itself.
His body descended, eyes opened, revealing a slight smile.
Yang Xiaoyun eagerly asked:
“Is your skill now perfected?”
Su Mo nodded but then shook his head:
“I’ve trained to the Ninth Layer but haven’t reached the Great Perfect Stage.”
“The Ninth Layer triggered such transformation, truly worth being the most profound martial arts of Dragon King Hall.”
Yang Xiaoyun couldn’t help but admire.
Su Mo, hearing this, looked at Yang Xiaoyun, suddenly smiled and said:
“Lady… recently I’ve realized and comprehended a Divine Skill, wishing to impart it to you… are you interested?”
