Protect Our Clan Leader

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Midnight.

The dense night enveloped the surroundings, the stars in the sky dimmed, with only a crescent moon hanging obliquely at the edge of the sky, emitting a mild silver light.

At this time, even the sea birds had returned to their nests. The sea was now devoid of the noisy cries of the high-pitched sea birds, appearing much quieter than during the day.

Only the sounds of waves were still echoing incessantly.

A faint demonic qi spread across the sea surface, its color dark and murky, obscuring the view, yet one could still see those dark, hump-like shapes prowling constantly across the sea.

Those were the dragon whales.

Under the night sky, a dozen or so giant dragon whales wandered the sea, faintly forming a circle.

And in the very center of this circle, there was a small island.

This island was entirely made of reef rocks, extremely small in area, strictly speaking, it could only be considered a huge protruding rock in the sea, calling it an island was already flattering.

Scattered on the reef were sparse campfires, with densely packed figures shoulder-to-shoulder, foot-to-foot, crammed together, numbly gnawing at the food in their hands.

Among the crowd, Sun Yaowu hugged his knees, staring at the sky under the night, looking listless.

Yes, the densely populated personnel on this island were precisely the crew and family soldiers originally from the Kunmu Giant Vessel and the Three Eyes Treasure Ship.

After Long Wuji's crew skillfully controlled the captured Kunmu Giant Vessel and the Three Eyes Treasure Ship, they were stripped of their equipment and dumped onto this small island, guarded collectively by the dragon whale group.

Besides a certain amount of food, Long Wuji left them with nothing.

Unknowingly, with the sun rising and setting, they've already been confined on this Reef Island for almost a month. During this period, apart from the dragon whale group circling around Reef Island, they had no contact with the outside world.

Moreover, this Reef Island was truly secluded; a month had passed, yet they hadn't seen a single ship passing by.

Or rather, even if ships had passed, they were long driven away by the dragon whale group. Normal fleets usually ran as far as possible when encountering dragon whales.

The prolonged despair and waiting tortured Sun Yaowu, the once arrogant Princely Heir of Wang Fu, nearly to mental breakdown.

"Heir, should we still run?" Sun Dahai handed him a piece of cake, his expression also listless.

After all this time, the food thrown to them initially was about to be depleted. Perhaps when it is completely exhausted, what awaits them is madness and doom.

"Why run?" Sun Yaowu dejectedly took the cake and bit it, "If we could have run, would we still be suffering here?"

After speaking, he instinctively glanced over the sea surface, and seeing no movement, he was somewhat relieved.

The ridged shapes pacing in the sea, like mountain ranges rising and falling, appeared dark and oppressive, bringing immense psychological pressure just by looking.

As one of the largest species in the ocean, the sheer size of the dragon whales was naturally the best weapon, their massive tails were incredibly powerful, a strong slap could directly break the bones and tendons of a cultivator of the same level, severely injuring internal organs, causing unbearable pain.

Don't ask him how he knows, recalling it brings tears.

His internal organs still hurt now~

Anyway, he didn't want to experience that feeling again.

"Don't know when these days will end." Sun Dahai gnawed at the dry and hard cake, his face sorrowful, "Although this cake can fill the stomach, it doesn't have much spiritual energy. If we keep eating this, it won't be long before our vitality will be increasingly depleted, over time damaging our foundation."

"Sigh~ Who says otherwise~ With this group of dragon whales watching, we can't even go into the sea to hunt." Sun Yaowu also sighed.

As a Void Realm Kindling of the Purple Abode Realm, his physical body was also extremely strong, with a substantial normal metabolic consumption, naturally having a great demand for Spirit Food, second only to Sun Dahai, the Divine Skills realm powerhouse.

And if a cultivator does not have sufficient Spirit Food to replenish their consumption, it is tantamount to slow suicide. Initially, only the Mysterious Energy within is consumed, then the foundation will keep depleting. Finally, the body will be like a parched desert, being dried up under the scorching sun.

This is more terrifying than being killed outright.

Thinking of these, both of their spirits crumbled, leading to more regret and remorse.

If they had known the outcome, they would never have chased after the Haige Princess of the Si Family!

Suddenly.

Someone in the surrounding crowd suddenly shouted: "What's happening? Everyone look at the sea!"

Sun Yaowu and Sun Dahai instinctively looked up, seeing those mountain-like ridges on the foggy sea surface under the night, slowly moving away, becoming smaller in their view.

And the dragon whales in several other directions had already retreated at some unknown time.

Everyone's action of eating the cake abruptly stopped.

For a while, the entire Reef Island was deathly silent.

"Are the dragon whales... gone? Are we... free?!!"

After a long moment, Sun Yaowu finally realized what had happened, yet he still felt somewhat in a daze.

"Yes, Heir, we are free!" Sun Dahai exclaimed excitedly, a dazzling light bursting from his eyes, making him seem suddenly alive.

Simultaneously, others on the island also finally realized what had happened.

In an instant, cheers engulfed the entire Reef Island.