For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

Luo Feng's judgment was correct. At this moment, he had no chance to confront the "Iron Ship King" except to actively seek refuge with the Red Head Datuk Temple.

Clang! The ghostly aura formed thick, black chains that materialized out of thin air. The chains were covered with countless runes and attacked like venomous snakes.

Luo Feng didn't look back at all. He ran towards the main gate of the Datuk Temple with all his might, but just as he was about to reach the gate, his foot sank.

He turned his head and saw that his ankle was wrapped in black chains, which pierced his skin. At this moment, the drowned ghost "Mr. River Mouth" was also ineffective.

Pfft!

A sharp pain shot through his entire body from his ankle. Although the chain was an illusory object, it felt like a sharp weapon, piercing through his ankle.

The chains of the Iron Ship King still carried a chilling, bone-deep coldness, slowly freezing his body and mind, seeping into his very bones...

Fortunately, his fusion talent, "Internal Strengthening of Divine Breath," allowed him to bite his lip and endure the excruciating pain.

A series of clanging sounds followed as more chains pierced through from all directions as he fell.

Just as Luo Feng was about to die, a strange sound exploded in the void.

Bang! !

The black chains slammed towards Luo Feng, but it was as if they were hitting an invisible barrier. No matter how hard they tried, they could not advance even half an inch.

BOOM BOOM BOOM! !

Immediately afterwards, more black chains flew in from all around, crashing into the void and unable to advance an inch.

"break!"

A low shout rang out, and the black chains shattered instantly.

"...The Iron Ship King, the Grand Master of the Three Ships Sect, humph, so what if he's so great?"

An old man in a long robe opened the temple door at some point and stood beside him without saying a word.

"Master Diao!"

Luo Feng's pupils constricted; the other party had arrived just in time!

He thought his current cycle of reincarnation was coming to an end, but unexpectedly, his luck turned around, and a new opportunity arose.

Diao Wudou's expression remained calm as he gazed indifferently at the strange phenomenon outside the temple gate—the enormous iron ship, the tall, dark figure of the "Iron Ship King," and the pitch-black river. This "realm" created by the power of evil spirits did not move him in the slightest.

"Miao Sheng, are you alright?"

Diao Wudou noticed his right ankle, made a sword gesture with his right hand, and slashed through the air as if a sharp wind had swept by. With a "crack" sound, the black chain was severed and shattered into pieces.

"I'll take care of things outside first, and then I'll treat your injuries."

"Thank you, Master Diao."

Luo Feng quickly thanked him.

After the black chain broke and shattered, the stinging pain in his ankle subsided, and his injury had clearly healed considerably.

Diao Wudou nodded to his little apprentice, then raised his thin, gray-white eyebrows and spoke loudly into the void.

"After all these years, all you've learned are some low-class skills, and you come here to show off? Old man, are you underestimating me, Diao Wudou, or are you underestimating our Datuk Temple...?"

call.....

He took a deep breath.

The old man took a step and walked towards the steps.

He moved his arm joints, and a silent flow of heat emanated from his chest and abdomen, causing his body temperature to rise rapidly.

The "essence of the second and fifth energies" flowed through this aged body in a network-like pattern, suddenly circulating throughout its entire body.

"Back then, your master expelled you from the sect because he felt you harbored evil intentions, repeatedly used magic to harm people, and refused to change your ways despite repeated admonitions..."

Diao Wudou was in high spirits, and his tone became more forceful.

"Originally, he should have cleaned up the sect, but since he had a sliver of pity for your talent, he only crippled one of your eyes, broke your sect's magic, and expelled you from the Datuk lineage... I thought that after so many years, you should have restrained yourself a bit, but I didn't expect you to still be so wicked and unrepentant."

Ha ha……

Suddenly, a voice came from the void.

—How do you feel about this?

That was the voice of the enormous black shadow formed by the intertwined and overlapping ghostly auras on the iron ship, which was the voice of the "Iron Ship King".

The voice carried a hint of disdain and contempt.

"What can you do to me... Diao Wudou?"

"Back then, when your Datuk lineage bullied and humiliated me, blinded me, ruined my skills, and drove me away from Borneo, I swore a poisonous oath to make your Datuk lineage pay for everything!"

Open your eyes wide!

Diao Wudou!

You cannot see what I have gained from the Three Ships Sect; you cannot see the majestic appearance, vast supernatural powers, and magnificent magic of my "Great King of the Iron Ship of Benevolent Might and Yin Spirits".

You still can't see that even if I leave the Datuk lineage, I can still achieve far more than you.

Open your dog eyes and take a good look!

"Do you still dare to spout nonsense in front of me, Mao, today?"

"hey-hey."

The old man chuckled coldly.

"You make it sound so nice, so why did you let the mute man lurk by my side, looking for an opportunity to plot against me, trying to steal our sect's 'Eight Immortals and Five Saints' Manifestation of the Sea'... Forget it, I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you."

You've made such a fuss just to see the 'immortal arts' personally passed down by the Nine Incomplete Ancestor, how could I possibly refuse to do that!

Diao Wudou chanted rapidly: "With sincere devotion, I respectfully beseech the messenger. Without regard to time or moment, proceed directly to Peach Blossom Spring. The celestial palace is serene and quiet, the grottoes are bathed in the gentle flow of sunlight. I now present the decree of the Primordial Sovereign, summoning all the immortals of Penglai. May the precious essence of the Five True Ones descend upon the mortal world."

He stretched out his left hand and made a handprint.

"Om Hum Shṛtān Hūṃ! Come quickly!"

boom!

Every corner of the octagonal roof of the Datuk Temple looked as if it were on fire, billowing thick smoke.

The smoke swayed violently, with sparks flying from it, emanating a solemn spiritual aura. The structure of runes could be vaguely discerned, as if some kind of power was being injected into it, surging powerfully towards the sky.

From each of the eight directions, a huge column of smoke rose, and from each of these eight columns of smoke, different enormous phantoms floated up and down.

Click-clack.

Within one of the thick plumes of smoke, a skull the size of a millstone floated.

The skull still had some flesh and blood clinging to it, and its empty eye sockets were filled with darkness. It was opening its mouth wide, holding a gleaming white bone sword in its mouth.

From another column of smoke, there was a headless figure with rotting hands and feet. It was a ghost, wearing armor, with only its rotting flesh remaining on its right hand, holding a gourd.

It's more accurate to describe it as a pale, gourd-shaped head that's twisted and contorted.

From another column of smoke, one could see a woman dressed in red with long, flowing hair. Her face had no features, but instead, a blood-red lotus flower bloomed on it.

Within the lotus flower, a single, blood-red eye suddenly opened, revealing endless mystery.

This is an allusion to the sword, gourd, and lotus flower, three of the eight magical treasures of the Eight Immortals.

Besides these, different evil spirits and "divine treasures" also emerged from the remaining smoke pillars, corresponding to the remaining eight immortals' fans, fish drums, flutes, flower baskets, yin-yang boards, etc.

"The Eight Immortals stir up the sea, displaying their great power!"

Diao Wudou opened his mouth and chanted, "Immortal Master, Immortal Master, why don't you bestow upon me a precious sword to slay demons and protect my immortal life!"

The skeleton holding the long white bone sword in its mouth let out a strange laugh, opened its mouth wide, and the long white bone sword immediately flew out, turning into a white streak of sword light, which suddenly shot towards the tall figure of the "Iron Ship King".

Swish!

A streak of gray-white sword light flashed past, and the "Iron Ship King's" head flew off.