Chapter 469 - 444: Who is the Unlucky One?

After Lu Yan broke through the illusion, the singing vanished, and the surrounding fog gradually began to dissipate, restoring visibility.

Seven days, passed in the blink of an eye.

It had been over ten days since they embarked on their sea journey, and they had already traveled more than a million miles.

According to Pang Luo, the continent where Da Wu was located was extremely far from the Desolate Land, requiring continuous sailing for over two months to reach it.

"I wonder how Yinuo is doing? If she was taken away, could she encounter danger in the Wild Ocean?"

Lu Yan pondered, filled with concern.

According to Pang Luo, navigating through the Wild Ocean required luck.

The Wild Ocean battlefield had seen countless mighty warriors participate in battle, many of whom also perished there. After their deaths, the resentment and lingering will of these warriors, fallen into the Wild Ocean, did not dissipate, and over tens of thousands of years, gave rise to various eerie entities.

If luck was poor, even the Immortal might perish.

If luck was favorable, even those in Nirvana could traverse it safely.

"Ahead, there’s a warship..."

Mr. World stood at the forefront of the deck, gazing into the distance, suddenly speaking up.

Lu Yan and the others were startled.

A warship?

Could it be from other creatures of different continents?

Mr. World slowed down the ship, cautiously on guard.

Lu Yan and the others summoned their Spiritual Treasures, readying themselves for a major battle.

The approaching warship was incredibly fast, at first a mere dot that steadily grew into a colossal battleship.

This battleship towered a thousand feet high and stretched ten thousand feet long, dwarfing their own warship by an unknown multiple.

Constructed from black metal, the ship was battered and worn, with an uneven surface riddled with scars from swords, spears, and axes, and many rusted arrows lodged within it.

It exuded a feeling of being both ancient and worn by the ages.

With their Spiritual Sense, they could see towering figures standing on the deck of the battleship.

"Such tall people, are they still from the Human Clan?"

Lu Yan was shocked.

Each of these individuals stood over ten meters tall, their skin a bronze color, looking incredibly mighty wearing uniform armor and holding bronze spears.

But one thing they had in common was that these giants were all incomplete.

Some were missing arms or legs, some had half their heads chopped off, some had pierced hearts...

Moreover, they could not sense even a hint of life energy.

These were all dead.

Yet they gave off an extremely terrifying vibe, as if they could unleash dreadful attacks at any moment.

"Ghost ship, the legendary ghost ship of the Wild Ocean, and it’s the ghost ship of the Gold giants..."

Pang Luo turned pale.

"Have you seen it before?"

Min Luo Demon Lord asked.

"No, but I’ve heard of them. These are the mighty warriors who died in the Wild Ocean, their obsessions unyielding, their corpses undecayed, still commanding their warships to patrol the Wild Ocean, ready to fight to the death against any intruders."

Pang Luo said.

"To remain warlike even tens of thousands of years after death, truly terrifying," Lu Yan murmured.

"The Gold giants, a peak clan of the Origin Continent with clouds of powerful warriors, formed an undying army. Those giants on the battleship, they must all be of Immortality."

"We should not attack; doing so could lead to terrible consequences."

Pang Luo whispered.

"Undying army."

Lu Yan was astonished.

Mr. World, steering the ship, did not advance but retreated slowly toward the back.

The ghost ship rapidly approached but did not pursue them, instead passing by one side and gradually sailing away into the distance, disappearing from their view.

The group all let out a sigh of relief.

The pressure from the ghost ship was enormous.

"It seems our luck isn’t too good; we continuously encounter things rarely met with," Pang Luo sighed, somewhat worried.

"My fortune has always been vast as the heavens, deep as the ocean, and I refuse to believe it could be so unlucky. I seriously suspect that one of you three is hounded by bad luck..."

Mr. World rubbed his chin, his gaze sweeping back and forth amongst Lu Yan, Min Luo Demon Lord, and Pang Luo, seeming to consider whom to throw overboard.

"Senior, the Desolate Land still needs junior’s help, and besides, my luck has never been bad either..."

Pang Luo’s face paled as he pleaded.

Min Luo Demon Lord also seemed uneasy but remained silent.

"Hmm, let’s hope our luck gets better from now on," Mr. World said, continuing to navigate the warship forward.

Lu Yan moved to one side of the deck, sat down cross-legged, and began to contemplate a book of Divine-level Martial Arts.

In his sea of consciousness, the Thunder Sword hovered above his Primordial Spirit, with golden flashes of lightning constantly striking the Primordial Spirit, helping to refine and enhance its strength.

With his Primordial Spirit constantly undergoing refinement, his spiritual power was improving every moment.

In the blink of an eye, they had been sailing through the ocean for a month.

During this time, they seemed to have good luck and didn’t encounter any overly dangerous beings.

Once, they came upon a sea area where the water was blood-red, but managed to avoid it beforehand, safely taking a detour.

But their good fortune soon ran out.

Because the fog rose again.

Lu Yan and the others watched their surroundings cautiously.

Fog enveloped everything, rendering them unable to see even a mile away.

Sizzling...

Suddenly, a series of harsh, grating sounds emerged from the fog.

These were not solitary sounds, but many, continuously occurring.

"Hehehe..."

Accompanied by the grating noises, a series of light female giggles followed.

"Is it that kind of illusion again?"

Lu Yan frowned, his Primordial Spirit glowing, preparing to summon the Big Tree Phantom Image and launch a Thunderclap Strike.

"No, that’s..."

Suddenly, Lu Yan’s eyes hardened.

He saw, within the fog, the emergence of several large figures, indistinct and flickering, looking like giant spiders.

There were many around the battleship, densely packed. At a glance, there were at least hundreds, and the number was still increasing.

Suddenly, the sound of tearing through the air arose, as massive spider webs flew over, coming toward their battleship to ensnare it.

Lu Yan held the Five-Colored Battle Knife, slashing through the webs with beams of light, cutting them apart.

Mr. World and the others also made their moves, either slicing with Sword Qi or slashing with sharp blades, splitting the incoming webs into two.

Heh heh heh...

Crisp laughter rang out as giant spiders scuttled through the fog, revealing their True Bodies.

These were enormous black spiders, with eight legs, each tens of meters long, stepping on the sea surface as if on flat ground.

Most bizarre was the abdomen of the spider, which bore the face of a young girl, emitting the laughter that came from this human face.

"It’s the Lady Spider..."

Pang Luo exclaimed.

Shua shua shua...

Dozens of Lady Spiders leaped high, pouncing toward the battleship, their legs stabbing out like spears, whistling fiercely as they did so.

Thud!

Lu Yan slashed with his knife, cleaving a Lady Spider in half, its corpse falling into the sea.

Nirvana period..."

Lu Yan thought to himself.

Then another knife swung, the blade’s radiance flying out and striking another Lady Spider, but this time it was blocked by the spider, only severing two of its legs.

"Crossing the Tribulation."

Lu Yan’s expression turned grave.

If it were just a few He Dao or Crossing the Tribulation, it wouldn’t be much of an issue, but the key point was that this was a group.

Moreover, their defenses were astonishingly strong, far exceeding ordinary beings in Crossing the Tribulation.

At a glance, hundreds of Lady Spiders, all in the He Dao or Crossing the Tribulation, that was terrifying.

Fortunately, Lu Yan quickly discovered that not all Lady Spiders possessed the strength of He Dao or Crossing the Tribulation; some were around the Spiritual God of the Sixth or Seventh Transformation.

"Split!"

Lu Yan shouted lightly as the Five-Colored Battle Knife flew out, splitting into five, slashing haphazardly. Below the Crossing the Tribulation, none could withstand a single strike of the blade, touching it meant death, and even those who were in Crossing the Tribulation would be severely wounded by a single blow.

Pang Luo and Min Luo Demon Lord also gave it their all.

Of course, their main force was naturally Mr. World.

Mr. World spurred the formation flags, setting up the Formation, bursting with endless Sword Qi.

No matter if they were in He Dao Crossing the Tribulation, or the Spiritual God of the Sixth or Seventh Transformation, as long as they were hit by the Sword Qi, their bodies would explode.

In an instant, dozens of Lady Spiders died under the Sword Qi, their corpses sinking to the seabed.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a pitch-black spider leg pierced through the fog, shattering a vast amount of Sword Qi, stabbing fiercely into the ship’s Formation. With a loud bang, the battleship’s Formation shook greatly, and the entire ship was displaced dozens of miles.

Swish!

A Lady Spider many times larger than the ordinary ones leapt out, its hundreds of meters long legs stabbing swiftly toward the battleship.

Immortal Realm!

The complexions of Lu Yan and the others all changed.

Mr. World, swinging both hands, caused the area covered by the formation flags to contract, the Sword Qi consolidating together, and striking at the Immortal Realm Lady Spider.

Clang clang clang...

The Sword Qi collided with the spider legs, emitting a metallic clanging, sparks flying in all directions.

The massive body of the Lady Spider was blocked, noticeably struggling in a solo fight against Mr. World and falling into disadvantage.

The formation flags waved, and strands of golden Sword Qi kept slashing at the Immortal Realm Lady Spider, extremely sharp. The Lady Spider waved its eight claw-like legs to counter, blocking most of the Sword Qi, but still some Sword Qi broke through, striking the human face of the Lady Spider, leaving behind numerous wounds, making it look even more ferocious.

Hei hei hei...

The crisp laughter continued to sound, and shadows flickered in the fog, as more Lady Spiders rushed over.

Among them, two more enormous Lady Spiders charged over at astonishing speed, their long legs thrusting out like spears.

Another Immortal Realm.

And this time, there were two.

Everyone’s hearts sank.

"Get lost!"

Mr. World bellowed, his skin glowing with light and covered in runes, transforming into a grand Formation, enveloping the battleship within.

With his body etching the formation, a casual strike of his would carry the power of a Formation.

With every move he made, Sword Qi overflowed, battling against the three Immortal Realm Lady Spiders.

But Mr. World was, after all, just one person, outnumbered and unable to hold off all three Immortal Realm Lady Spiders at once.

Thud thud...

Several spider legs stabbed into the ship’s Formation, causing it to shake violently and crack, sinking inward.

The ship was blown a hundred miles away by the tremendous force.

The three Immortal Realm Lady Spiders leapt forward, catching up with the battleship. With a squelch, a spider leg pierced through the ship’s Formation and aimed at Mr. World’s body.

A figure appeared in front of Mr. World.

It was Lu Yan.

Lu Yan, wielding the Thunder Sword, put all his energy into a strike against the spider leg.

Clang!

Lightning ran wild, Lu Yan staggered backward, while the spider leg emitted billows of black smoke, reeking of a burnt scent, retreating backward.

"This isn’t good."

Lu Yan felt his hands trembling slightly, somewhat numb.

And more Lady Spiders crazily pounced forward, continually bombarding the battleship’s Formation.

Once the Formation shattered, they would have to face directly hundreds, even thousands of Lady Spiders, all being Spiritual God of the Sixth Transformation and above.