Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

After a while,

Sikong Zhaiyue awoke from his cultivation.

Joy was written all over Sikong Zhaiyue's face.

"Oh, I've broken through two realms."

Lin Feng was astonished.

Sikong Zhaiyue nodded.

"The essence of the Netherworld Demon Shark is truly astonishing. But are you suppressing your realm now? Do you insist on waiting until you go to the Divine Ruins to breakthrough?"

Sikong Zhaiyue asked.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "If I'm going to breakthrough, I'll find a way to elevate my Cultivation to the utmost limit."

Sikong Zhaiyue, smiling, said, "When you break through the Yin Yang Realm, given your accumulation, the rise in your combat power could indeed crush the existence of higher-order beings within the Yin Yang Realm."

Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue chatted for a while, ate some food, restored their strength, took a brief rest, and then continued flying deeper into the sea.

They were heading to the First Cultivator Gathering Area.

…

A boat approximately twenty meters long sailed on the sea.

This scale of a sea-going boat could only be called a "small boat."

This boat was actually a fishing boat from an island nearby.

In the vast sea, there were innumerable islands.

Many of the islands were inhabited.

The inhabitants of these islands relied mostly on fishing.

Of course, those who could go out to sea to fish mostly had some level of Cultivation.

Because of the rich resources in the sea.

Thus, they often managed to achieve good hauls.

Not only to meet basic life needs.

But also to exchange for some Cultivation resources for cultivation.

Of course, even while saying this, these fishermen were always extremely cautious when they went out to sea.

Firstly, because of the prevalence of pirates.

Secondly, because of the fierce beasts in the sea.

Whether encountering pirates or fierce beasts.

Both were extremely dangerous situations.

There were over twenty people on this fishing boat.

Five teenagers around the ages of sixteen or seventeen gathered around a tall, burly middle-aged man.

A teenager asked, "Uncle Tie Shan, in the deep sea, are there really Immortals?"

"Of course, it's true. Even twenty years ago, a Deep Sea Immortal Island passed by our island. At that time, they conducted a test on our island, and Uncle Tie Shan nearly got taken away by an Immortal," the burly middle-aged man said.

With a tone of reminiscence and nostalgia.

Their island was small, with less than a thousand people.

And their strength was lacking.

Thus, they couldn't cultivate outstanding young descendants.

Nor did they have the capability to send these young descendants to the deeper Cultivator Gathering Areas to participate in tests conducted by Great Forces.

Such small islands.

Were scattered throughout the East Sea like stars in the sky.

Numerous beyond counting.

"Will the Immortal come to our island again?"

A few teenagers asked eagerly.

Uncle Tie Shan sighed and said, "To join the Immortal Island for cultivation, you need a strong Cultivation Talent, then go to the deep sea to find the Immortal Island. Although it's indeed true that Immortals come out to recruit disciples, it happens very infrequently, perhaps not even once in a hundred years."

Hearing Uncle Tie Shan say this, several of the teenagers immediately showed disappointed expressions.

Living in the East Sea,

They had also seen some powerful cultivators capable of Sky Flying and Earth Escaping.

Naturally, they too aspired to become such beings.

But reality was painfully harsh.

"Uncle Tie Shan, look, what is that?"

Suddenly, one of the teenagers pointed towards the distance.

The more than twenty people on the fishing boat were startled.

In the distance, a black fog billowed.

That surging black fog rapidly approached.

"It's a cultivator…"

Uncle Tie Shan said.

Having been at sea for many years, he still had some insight.

He told those around him, "If a cultivator lands on our boat, everyone must be very respectful and take care not to anger the cultivator."

Everyone nodded.

Very soon.

The black fog descended onto the boat.

From within the black fog stepped out a one-eyed cultivator.

It was the pirate, Dugu Yan.

East Sea.

Pirates were as numerous as hairs on a bull.

The pirate Dugu Yan was a sought-after bounty in the many forces of the East Sea.

He was ranked seventy-fourth on the bounty list.

Naturally, he was no ordinary individual.

His bounty had reached five hundred million Spirit Stones.

Yet, even with such a colossal bounty,

no one could take Dugu Yan's life.

This guy was not only powerful but also full of tricks.

Killing him was no easy task.

Dugu Yan's cold eyes swept over everyone on the fishing boat.

"Which island are you folks from?" Dugu Yan asked.

"Sir, we are residents of Luo's Island," Uncle Tie Shan promptly replied.

The small islands in the East Sea often housed clan relatives.

Thus, many of these islands were named after clan surnames.

Luo's Island.

Clearly, the inhabitants of this island were members of the Luo clan.

"So, it's from that island. Three hundred years ago, a rather fierce individual emerged from your island, promising a bright future, but died during a hunt for a giant beast in the sea. Had that person not died, Luo's Island might have flourished and grown powerful."

Dugu Yan narrowed his eyes as he looked over these people from Luo's Island.

This incident from several hundred years ago was scantily known by Tie Shan, let alone others.

Dugu Yan then indifferently asked, "Fishing at sea, did you manage to find any good items?"

Tie Shan promptly nodded, saying, "We have collected some Blood Coral from the seas, a precious Spiritual Medicine, which we are willing to offer to you, sir."

Tie Shan quickly signaled his companions to bring up the Blood Coral.

Dugu Yan nodded, accepting the Blood Coral.

"Got anything else good?" he asked.

"Since we've just set out to sea not long ago, we only managed to collect Blood Coral," Uncle Tie Shan cautiously replied.

Dugu Yan's gaze slightly hardened, and he sneered, "A mere box of Blood Coral can't save your lives."

The faces of Uncle Tie Shan and the others turned pale.

Uncle Tie Shan hurriedly said, "Sir, we haven't collected anything good for now, but if we do in the future, we will certainly present it all to you."

"I don't have the leisure to wait for you to go out to sea and collect," Dugu Yan sneered, raising his right hand. Demonic Qi surged out, engulfing several fishermen in the demonic fog, causing them to emit extremely wretched screams.

"Please spare us, sir, for the sake of knowing our ancestors, please spare us!" Tie Shan knelt on the ground and pleaded.

The others also knelt and kept kowtowing to Dugu Yan.

A few youths trembled in fear.

Dugu Yan sneered again, "So what if I knew him? A man dead for several centuries, even if there was a relationship once, several hundred years have passed and there's no sentiment left. Since you can't produce any treasure, then go to your deaths."

As his words fell,

dark fog surged out.

The fog instantly swallowed everyone on the boat.

Their wretched screams could be heard.

Before long, more than twenty people were brutally killed.

Dugu Yan's expression was indifferent, soaring into the sky, soon disappearing into the horizon.

This fishing boat, carrying the bodies of more than twenty people, aimlessly made its way into the distance.

Soon after, two figures flew over from afar.

It was Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue.

The color of their faces changed slightly as they passed by the fishing boat.

They descended.

Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue inspected the scene, finding everyone had been brutally killed.

"Dead, but not for more than half an hour," Lin Feng frowned.

"Let me use the Heavenly Returning Skill to see if we can revisit some of the past scenes," Sikong Zhaiyue said.

This Heavenly Returning Skill was quite miraculous, capable of reproducing some scenes.

However, if too much time had passed,

the skill would be ineffective.

Sikong Zhaiyue cast the Heavenly Returning Skill.

A scene flashed by.

In the scene, Dugu Yan stood on the boat, conjuring a black fog that devoured everyone.

More than twenty people died instantly.

"Such reckless slaughter of the innocents, this man deserves divine punishment," Lin Feng said, his eyes suddenly blazing with killing intent.