Large waves hit the ship, causing the black ship to shake violently. Coupled with everyone's struggle to escape, it seemed like it was about to flip over.
Song Changqing was still charging forward. However, when he was about to reach the yin corpse, he found that the yin corpse had already turned into powder and drifted away.
The force of his charge was too strong, and he couldn't control himself. With a 'Dong', he slammed into the cabin door.
The sturdy wooden door cracked with a 'Kacha' sound from the impact.
The boat shook violently again, hitting the waves. Coupled with the sound of the water rushing in, the old Taoist priest, who was scared out of his wits, finally regained his consciousness.
"You ..."
The yin corpse had already dissipated. The yin Qi that had filled the entire ship had already receded. The danger was over. The old Daoist's hand was still on his waist. He looked at song Qing with an inexplicable look of shock.
