The members of the Celestial Splendor Sect and the Great Dream Immortal Sect, aided by their Tower Ship, also reached Hailong Town swiftly.

The sight of a Tower Ship soaring through the sky utterly astonished the commoners of the Great Qian Dynasty. Many even began to kneel in worship.

Seeing this, some influential experts also exclaimed, "A divine apparition!" Among them, quite a few even gave chase on horseback, hoping to join an Immortal Sect.

Atop the Tower Ship, everyone could see the situation at the seaside from afar.

On the sandy beach outside Hailong Town, the appearance of a fortified city wall truly stunned everyone aboard the Tower Ship. They had never imagined such a formidable wall could exist by the sea.

"Look, there are people on the wall!" a Celestial Splendor Sect Disciple pointed and exclaimed in shock, "Those are members of the Profound Yellow Sect; they're already resisting the Sea Race's invasion."

Many turned to look, their eyes fixed on the scene.

On the Sea Surface, columns of water as thick as water vats surged skyward, relentlessly crashing down upon the members of the Profound Yellow Sect.

And the Profound Yellow Sect Disciples? They showed no fear. Instead, they employed a multitude of techniques to resist the ceaseless barrage of water pillars.

"How can this be? How can the Profound Yellow Sect withstand the Sea Race's attacks?"

"There are over fifty thousand members of the Sea Race here. The Profound Yellow Sect is likely in grave danger."

"They've held them back! They've actually held them back!"

"Heavens, how did they manage it? How could so few people withstand the Sea Race's assault?"

"I think it's mostly because of that city wall. Haven't you noticed? The foundation beneath the city wall is actually constructed from iron plates. It connects to the two distant mountains, forming a single, integrated structure!"

"Was all of this built by the Profound Yellow Sect? Did they truly pay such a price to resist the Sea Race?"

Needless to say, the scene before them left everyone utterly dumbstruck.

Compared to the staunch resistance of the Profound Yellow Sect Disciples, the Celestial Splendor Sect had been thrown into complete disarray when they were attacked. Look at how the Profound Yellow Sect was fighting back. This was a true, large-scale battle!

Even the Fifth Elder of the Great Dream Immortal Sect couldn't help but gasp. He stroked his beard, his hand trembling so much that he accidentally plucked out a few white strands. Are these the cultivators of the Northern Wilderness? They face the Sea Race without a shred of fear, even striving to resist against such odds. Don't they realize how powerful their enemies are?

A disciple of the Great Dream Immortal Sect pointed towards the city wall. "Fifth Elder, look quickly! Isn't that Senior Brother Luo Yuan?" He had spotted a figure dashing back and forth atop the wall, tirelessly inscribing and mending Defense Arrays.

"It really is Senior Brother Luo Yuan! Is he actually here helping the Profound Yellow Sect resist the Sea Race?"

"It seems we've misunderstood Senior Brother Luo Yuan. He is truly one who conceals his accomplishments and renown."

"This entire long stretch of city wall... could it all be reliant on Senior Brother Luo Yuan alone to inscribe the Defense Arrays?"

"Fellow disciples, prepare yourselves! Let's go down and help Senior Brother Luo Yuan!"

The Fifth Elder looked down at the tirelessly working figure below and sighed inwardly. It seems our Great Dream Immortal Sect truly does have some commendable disciples. This Luo Yuan, at least, shows great promise. A disciple like this... surely he isn't the one who caused our Sect to be implicated by that Heavenly Dao Oath. It must be someone else. Excellent, excellent. Once this Sea Race incident is resolved, I must speak with the Sect Leader upon our return. We must reward Luo Yuan generously!

Xu Nian and the Blood Demoness stood together, both frowning deeply. This Sea Race invasion was indeed too powerful. If the second wave was already this overwhelming, what would they do when the third one came?

"Old Mo, we're counting on you!" Junlin yelled to Old Mo, who stood poised for action.

Currently, only Old Mo could interrupt the Merfolk King's spellcasting. Success or failure rested entirely on his shoulders!

"Everyone, don't worry!" Old Mo declared, ripping off his black, red-cloud-patterned cloak to reveal the perfect physique hidden underneath. "I'm going to kill that Merfolk King. Not even Jesus can stop me; I say so!"

His well-defined muscles immediately captivated numerous female players.

"SLURP! Old Mo actually developed such an amazing physique in the game?"

"Damn, an eight-pack! I still haven't managed to get abs like that."

"AAAAH! Old Mo, I want to have your babies!"

"Me, me, me! I'll have your babies—a whole troop of them, like monkeys! Whatever you want, I can do it! Quick, let me touch your muscles!"

Many female players found their attention completely stolen by Old Mo, becoming quite distracted.

Old Mo said nothing, instead activating the Eight Gates Escape Armor and Armament Haki. He knew very well how formidable his opponent was.

Just one chance. He had to ensure a one-hit kill on the Merfolk King to shock the rest of the Sea Race. Otherwise, they would all perish!

"Eighth Death Gate—Open!"

At that instant, Old Mo fully activated the Eight Gates Escape Armor. His body began to emit a terrifying blood-red steam, and even his hair turned crimson. A subtle yet immense pressure instantly swept outwards, pervading the entire Sea Territory.

The Eighth Gate of the Eight Gates Array—the Death Gate.

It was also known as the ultimate gate, which, once opened, signified the user's demise. Opening the Death Gate meant all eight gates were now open, a state also known as the Eight Gates Escape Array.

This was a Cultivation Technique that truly allowed one to disregard Realms.

'I am Invincible Below the Immortals! Against Immortals, it's a one-for-one trade!'

At this moment, Old Mo's aura was overwhelming. The Sea Race's Fishman King, the Turtle Chancellor, and even the Fifth Elder of the Great Dream Immortal Sect aboard the Tower Ship—all felt crushed by its pressure, gasping for breath.

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