He had always been unbeatable, but this time Tang Feng miscalculated; the Ancestor Maggot could indeed swallow low-grade Spiritual Beasts.
But it swallowed the sea water too.
Once there was too much water, it couldn't handle it and was overwhelmed. Tang Feng, upon hearing this, didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He had no choice but to recall it.
At that moment, the Dragon Whale let out a furious roar. In the distance, waves piled upon waves, rolling down like the Tianhe River.
For the Spirit Boat, this was simply a fatal blow.
Below the hull, at least a Hundred Beasts were attacking the hold. If this continued, it wouldn't be long before they broke through.
When the boat sank, at least sixty percent of the Cultivators would perish.
Most of the Cultivators aboard the ship were panicking, at a loss due to the sudden disaster that had struck.
Some even forgot that they were Cultivators and jumped overboard, plunging into the maws of the beasts.
