Volume 12 is missing Chapter 18: The Eighth King of the Sea Monster
The vast sky, river and sea, with rolling waves, stretches as far as the eye can see.
A sword light traveled westward, and the man in the sword light was wearing a black and gold dragon robe.
By reading the ancient books of Tianhe City, Lu Qingshan already knew the locations of the ancestral lands of the seven immortal clans.
After setting off, Lu Qingshan’s first target was the Wind Clan.
There are two reasons.
First, the Tibetan ancestral land is farther away than the Wind ancestral land, and second, it means that the hardest bones should be chewed last.
The Wind Clan is located on a large island called Qingcang, west of Tianhe City.
The Tianhe Sea was really too vast. Even with Lu Qingshan's current speed, it took him seven full days to approach Qingcang Island.
In the twilight, one can vaguely see the smoke rising from the villages along the coast of Qingcang Island, which has a very down-to-earth atmosphere and seems to have nothing to do with the word "immortal clan".
Qingcang Island is the ancestral land of the Wind Clan, but that does not mean that the Wind Clan is the only one on the island.
In fact, Qingcang Island is so big that it is hard to imagine.
Even many people living on this island did not know until they died that the place they lived on was actually an island.
The population of Qingcang Island is also an extremely large number.
Among such a large population, the largest number of people on Qingcang Island are the uncultivated people.
This is the easternmost part of Qingcang Island, but Lu Qingshan did not stop here. Instead, he flew towards the west coast area of Qingcang Island.
There is the largest city on Qingcang Island, Qingcang City, which is under the jurisdiction of the Wind Clan.
Only there can you see people from the Wind Clan.
When the night was at its darkest, Lu Qingshan finally arrived at Qingcang City.
Although it was night, the city was brightly lit and very prosperous.
In Qingcang City, there is no such thing as a pass, and anyone can enter the city.
The reason is very simple. The Feng Clan has absolute ruling power on Qingcang Island, and Qingcang City belongs to the Feng Clan, so they have absolute confidence.
Lu Qingshan did not fly into the city on his sword in a swaggering manner, but entered through the city gate like everyone else.
After entering the city, he looked around.
This place is indeed different from the cities of the human race. It’s not the difference in wealth or poverty, but the whole temperament and appearance are different.
Lu Qingshan raised his head slightly and saw an extremely tall mountain pass in the distance.
Five kilometers outside Qingcang City, there is a towering crater.
It is said that in the early years, this crater would occasionally erupt with hot black smoke and magma.
However, these eruptions would be completely intercepted by the formations set up by the Wind Clan and would not cause any damage to Qingcang City. Instead, they became a spectacular sight in the eyes of the people of Qingcang City.
And from time to time, large amounts of magma would gush out from the seabed near the crater.
The magma under the sea evaporates the sea water, forming water vapor, turning the island into a hot sea and shrouding it in thick fog, like a fairyland on earth.
However, this crater has been inactive for many years and has become a dormant volcano.
But no matter what, it is the most iconic existence of Qingcang City, and is called Tiger Roaring Mouth by the people on the island.
Lu Qingshan's sight was fixed on the Tiger Roaring Mouth. He hadn't thought much about it when he came here, but when he really saw the crater, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.
Where does this sense of familiarity come from?
He couldn't help but fall into thought.
No matter how prosperous this city is, there are always fewer pedestrians on the streets of Qingcang City at night.
Compared to the bustling atmosphere of the coastal villages when entering the island, in Qingcang City, most people have cultivation, and their cultivation is not low. At a glance, Nascent Soul cultivators can be seen everywhere.
Boom!
While Lu Qingshan was still lost in thought, he heard an unusual and strange sound.
It was so sudden and strange, without any buffer time!
A loud noise like thunder.
"Tsunami, it's a tsunami!"
Lu Qingshan had just come to his senses when he heard a voice shouting.
He looked around and saw a huge wave rising from the coast, rushing towards Qingcang City, which stood on the coast.
It was like a huge sea beast in the night, opening its bloody mouth towards Qingcang City.
Fortunately, most of the people in Qingcang City are cultivators. This scene, which may be regarded as a natural disaster in the eyes of others, is not a big threat to them.
But the sudden appearance of such a huge wave in the absence of wind and rain is an extremely strange thing no matter how you look at it.
"Is this a plot?" Lu Qingshan said self-deprecatingly, knowing that this wave was unusual.
boom!
The waves were overwhelming Qingcang City, but outside Qingcang City, a green light shield soon rose up, protecting Qingcang City.
This is the large formation used by the Wind Clan to intercept the magma that erupts from the Tiger Roar Mouth during an eruption.
The surging waves hit the green light shield like hitting a city wall, and immediately collapsed into water droplets all over the sky.
Such a loud noise woke Qingcang City from the night.
Thousands of monks flew out from their residences.
The waves are still surging, hitting Qingcang City endlessly.
However, they were unable to break through the formation set up by the Wind Clan and could only attack in vain again and again.
"Natural disaster or man-made disaster?" Qin Yitian asked.
"The possibility of man-made disaster is greater." Lu Qingshan replied.
Because he sensed some unusual violent aura.
As expected.
The next moment, the sea surface rolled, accompanied by roars, and countless sirens broke through the sea surface.
There are also some huge spines emerging from the sea.
The sirens that broke through the sea surface flew out together, roaring and floating above the sea.
There were too many sirens, thousands, tens of thousands, or even over a hundred thousand. They looked like a dark mass, like a black tide, making people feel suffocated.
Hundreds of thousands of sirens were making a shocking scene. The lowest-level monster among them was at the fifth level, which was equivalent to a human cultivator of the Refining Void Realm. Lu Qingshan in particular even felt the aura of some eighth-level sirens among them.
This scene is enough to shock any cultivator. Even a cultivator at the ninth level would gasp.
What's going on?
Lu Qingshan couldn't help but frown, realizing that something was wrong, but he also felt that this seemed to be an opportunity to win over the Wind Clan.
After all, if no "accident" happened, how could the Wind Clan, whose efforts for many years had not yielded any results, easily change their minds?
However, the most urgent task is to find out the origins and purpose of these sea monsters.
roar!
The roar shook the entire sea area, and even in the inland areas tens of thousands of miles away from Qingcang City, the huge sound could be heard.
This sound made many cultivators in Qingcang City tremble all over, and some of those with low cultivation even collapsed to the ground.
Beneath the sea, there is a terrifying atmosphere.
A huge deep-sea whale, as huge as the horizon, suddenly rose from the bottom of the sea.
There are several human figures on the back of the giant whale.
There was not just one, but eight auras rising up into the sky.
There are eight human figures on the back of the giant deep-sea whale, and the aura emitted by each of them is... ninth grade!
These eight people are the kings among the sirens, transformed into humans, namely the Eight Sirens Kings.
Moreover, these eight sea monster kings are not just entering the ninth level. Each of them is extremely powerful and can be compared with the cultivators who have reached the second, third, or even fourth step of the Dao.
They exuded momentum, but did not attack immediately, as if they were provoking and telling the owner of the island that they were coming.
"Enemy of the Wind Clan?" Lu Qingshan made a judgment.
