The ships along the coast rolled gently with the waves, the flags representing Jin fluttering in the wind, their massive hulls almost obscuring the sky.
Before each ship hung deep-sea Demonic Beasts caught in large fishing nets.
The beasts roared, but with the Talismans on the nets suppressing them, they were no different from ordinary fish and shrimp.
Ashore and on the ships, Cultivators were ceaselessly capturing these beasts with mana.
Under the guidance of the Cultivators, Wang Ba proceeded along the gangplank by the shore.
Wang Yi'an followed behind, looking around with both curiosity and astonishment.
His gaze reaching the great ships and sea beasts, Wang Ba frowned slightly:
"Are we running out of Spirit Beast Bags?"
A Nascent Soul Cultivator leading the way hurriedly explained:
