Running A Cemetery in North America

Crash, crash, crash!

The waves slapped against the hull, echoing with splashes in the pitch-black night.

Sun Yan sat at the bow of the ship, gazing at the shimmering sea, feeling very calm inside.

The moonlight is beautiful, and the sea is beautiful too. If it weren't for investigating the disappearance of fishermen, hosting an outdoor seafood BBQ here wouldn't be a bad choice.

"Dragon King bless us, Dragon King bless us."

The old man knelt by the railing of the ship, murmuring incessantly towards the sea.

Beside him, Shi Langfei held the Centipede Bee Bag, and a swarm of centipede bees flew out from the bag's mouth, dancing around the fishing boat, even going beneath the sea surface — they were born spies.

This made Sun Yan realize that no matter what kind of Tomb Guardian, they all had their own advantages.

Shi Langfei's Centipede Bee Bag, for example, was an investigative ability Sun Yan did not possess.

The fishing boat drifted further and further away, until the coastline was no longer visible; now everyone was like a leaf drifting aimlessly on the boundless dark sea.

Gu Xing sat in the cabin, looking at an old map hanging on the wall, with a very serious expression.

Generally, fishermen would carry a map on their boats, along with a compass, to be used in emergencies.

"Captain, is this island far from Chai Family Village?"

Suddenly, Gu Xing pointed to an island shaped like a cauldron on the map and asked.

"You mean this one, it's been submerged long ago. There used to be a village on that island, but apparently, they did something wicked; one night it got struck by thunder and lightning, then a tsunami — can't be found for years now."

The captain glanced at it and replied indifferently.

Boom!

Suddenly the hull shook violently, catching Gu Xing off guard, causing him to roll out of the cabin; fortunately, he managed to grab a rope on the deck, preventing himself from being thrown into the sea by the sudden jolt.

But Lin Wan, standing on the deck, wasn't so fortunate; she was tossed high into the air, about to be hurled into the sea.

At that moment, Sun Yan grabbed a fishing net on the ground and threw it forcefully, tightly wrapping Lin Wan, and before she hit the water he pulled her mid-air, saving her from danger.

"What's happening?" Gu Xing asked incredulously as he got up.

What was once a perfectly calm sea suddenly surged with gigantic waves, the fishing boat swaying on the surface, signaling it might capsize at any moment.

Dense white mist enveloped the surrounding waters, faintly echoing with a low hum.

White light flashed in Sun Yan's hand, immediately transforming into the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, tightly held in his grasp.

Adrift on the sea like rootless duckweed, the fishing boat was their only piece of land; without it, even with the power of the Tomb Guardian, it was difficult to fully utilize their strength.

After all, humans are not a race skilled in aquatic warfare.

Once submerged, Sun Yan himself wouldn't stand a chance.

"Dragon King, it's the Dragon King!" The old man, constantly muttering, now got excited and ran to the bow, bowing repeatedly towards the deck.

The captain came out of the cabin in a hurry, holding a fishing fork and looking around cautiously.

"It's over, I told you we shouldn't bring such mad people aboard; now Lady Cizhou will be displeased. It's doomed; boss, maybe we should throw this old guy off the boat; perhaps that way Lady Cizhou would forgive us." The captain quickly suggested to Lin Wan.

But he was immediately turned down by Lin Wan.

"No way, behaving like this is the same as a demon, you shouldn't be scared, it's just an ordinary natural phenomenon, given you're a fisherman." Lin Wan said calmly, crawling out of the fishing net.

She walked up to Sun Yan: "Thank you, otherwise I would be in danger; I can't swim."

Sun Yan was about to say 'no problem,' but then from the sea behind Lin Wan, a massive figure suddenly emerged, splashing the water several meters high.

Sun Yan's astonished expression instantly froze on his face.

"What is this?!"

The heavy seawater kept falling back, revealing the silhouette of a colossal creature.

Two eyes, as large as red lanterns, coldly stared at the people on the deck, sharp fangs dripped with green liquid.

Covered in gray scales, thick with barnacles, with gaps mingled with seaweed — if this thing remained still in the night, from afar it could be mistaken for a reef.

Being this close, its appearance was fully reflected in Sun Yan's eyes.

It was a Flood Dragon!

Boom!

Without waiting for a reaction, the Gray Flood Dragon charged headlong toward the deck, and Sun Yan immediately rushed forward without hesitation, swinging the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade at the Gray Flood Dragon's face.

Judging by the size of the beast, a head-on collision would certainly destroy the fishing boat; then, in the vast sea, engaging this creature would be no different from suicide.

"Dragon King! Haha, it's the Dragon King! Dragon King, I finally see you! Take me, take me to the East Sea Dragon King Palace!"

Witnessing the true form of the Gray Flood Dragon, the old man became extremely excited; his pupils were fully dilated as he crawled on the ground, nearing the Gray Flood Dragon.

Whoosh!

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade plunged into the Gray Flood Dragon's body, and with Sun Yan's mighty strike, it split open the creature's epidermis, creating a wound over a meter long, spraying a torrent of blood right onto the old man.

Upon showering in the dragon's blood, his body instantly transformed, his face beginning to shrink, quickly resembling a dragon's head.

At the same time, a large number of inferior scales grew on the surface, making it look like a monster.

"Thank you, Lord Dragon King, for your blessing, thank you, Lord Dragon King, for your blessing!" The old man was not frightened at all. Instead, he kowtowed with immense joy and then lowered his head to lick the blood on the ground.

Seeing Sun Yan fighting with the Gray Flood Dragon, the old man's eyes turned blood-red as he angrily shouted, "You mere mortal, how dare you show disrespect to the Dragon King! I'll fight you to the death!"

With that, he lunged at Sun Yan, determined to perish together with him.

Gu Xing hurriedly arrived and pinned the old man to the deck, rendering him immobile.

"Shi Langfei, hurry and help!" Lin Wan shouted loudly.

No need for further words, Shi Langfei was already directing the Centipede Bee to attack the Gray Flood Dragon.

"Is this the Dragon King? My God, doesn't that mean all the fishermen who went to sea were eaten by this Flood Dragon?" Shi Langfei said gloomily.

Sun Yan, not uttering a word, focused on the fierce battle with the Gray Flood Dragon. This beast was immensely powerful, and even with his Martial Arts Physique, he was no match, gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Realizing the dire situation, Sun Yan immediately summoned the Mo Lihai Dharma to pin down the head of the Gray Flood Dragon.

Taking the opportunity, Sun Yan stepped forward and leaped up, thrusting the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade into the Grey Flood Dragon's forehead.

Pshh!

Dragon blood splattered, and with the earlier reminder of the old man's mutation, Sun Yan didn't dare let the blood touch his body, lest he become a grotesque figure neither human nor ghost.

To ordinary mortals, the Gray Flood Dragon was the overlord of the sea.

However, facing Sun Yan, who possessed the Magical Treasure of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, it seemed somewhat lacking.

After all, the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao was still the God of Hunters and the Water God, possessing the abilities to search mountains and subdue demons, guard rivers and patrol the sea.

If the weapon weren't sharp, how could it deter the sea demons?

"Die for me!"

Sun Yan gritted his teeth, fiercely thrusting downward, spearhead piercing through the Grey Flood Dragon's head, pinning it onto the fishing boat's deck.

Yet, this Gray Flood Dragon's life force was incredibly strong, still struggling endlessly, attempting to capsize the fishing boat and drag Sun Yan into the sea for another battle.

How could Sun Yan give it such a chance? He immediately activated the Incense Ash Magical Power and deployed the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill. The Samadhi True Flame spontaneously erupted from his palm, scorching the dragon's scalp.

The Samadhi True Flame was extraordinary; once touched, it was hard to extinguish. The Flood Dragon struggled frantically, trying hopelessly to escape back into the sea.

Finally getting a chance to kill it, Sun Yan and the others naturally went all out.

Mo Lihai kept smashing the Jade Pipa fiercely onto the Gray Flood Dragon's head.

Shi Langfei controlled the Centipede Bee to drill into the Gray Flood Dragon's body, determined to take the beast's life.

Gu Xing and Lin Wan stood aside, unable to step forward, as their abilities were not suitable for this occasion. If they tried to help, they might get thrown into the sea by the Gray Flood Dragon, becoming a burden instead of assistance to Sun Yan and the others.

After a fierce battle, the Gray Flood Dragon finally lost its strength, gradually lying motionless on the deck, no longer breathing.

Only then did Sun Yan breathe a sigh of relief. Although this thing was difficult to deal with, fortunately, it was exhausted to death by him.

"Lao, bosses!"

At that moment, before Sun Yan could even take a breath, the Captain suddenly turned pale and trembled as he spoke.

Following his gaze and looking back, Sun Yan and the others' eyes widened in shock, their hearts nearly stopping.

On the distant sea, shadows continually emerged from beneath the surface, revealing massive figures.

Flood Dragons! A large number of them!

Who would have thought that the Gray Flood Dragon just now was not the overlord here but merely a member of the group?

Even Sun Yan felt a headache. With so many Flood Dragons, unless he could use Clone Technique, there was no way he could handle so many, even if he exhausted himself.

"Turn back! Quickly turn back!" Lin Wan urgently shouted at the Captain.

The Captain rushed into the cabin, immediately steering the vessel to turn around. At this moment, the only option was to try this; otherwise, staying put was waiting for death.

"Lord Dragon King! Take me away, take me with you!"

Just as the fishing boat turned, the old man leaped into the sea without regard for his life, his mind long fallen into madness.

No one paid attention to his actions, and upon seeing him jump off the boat, there was no time to save him.

Even Sun Yan could only watch helplessly as the old man plunged into the water, swimming desperately toward the deep sea.

"Madman, what a madman." Shi Langfei couldn't help but curse.

The fishing boat sped away, and the old man's figure gradually disappeared.

The Flood Dragons emerging from the water seemed not to pursue, just staying there, silently watching Sun Yan and the others leave.

As if giving a silent warning, or perhaps they could not leave this sea area.

Faintly, Sun Yan's Celestial Eye seemed to see beyond the group of Flood Dragons, at the ocean's end, amid the thick fog, an enormous figure swaying and slowly approaching.

Compared to this figure, the Flood Dragons in the sea looked like caterpillars.

And behind this figure, there seemed to be six stout arms growing.