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Before he could finish speaking, Wei Ziyuan had already boarded the bow of the ship and urged loudly, "It's getting late. Let's take advantage of the calm seas and set off as soon as possible!"

Zhan Yan and his guards boarded the ship, which slowly sailed away from the dock and headed towards Black Dragon Abyss.

At first, the sea was relatively calm, with a gentle breeze creating shimmering waves. But as the ship ventured deeper into the water, the sky gradually darkened, and the once azure sea turned as black as ink, as if it had been soaked in thick ink.

"Master, look ahead!" Shadow Soul suddenly pointed into the distance, his voice tinged with panic.

Zhan Yan looked in the direction he pointed and saw a huge black wave standing like a city wall on the horizon. The waves rolled and churned, mixed with white foam, and made a thunderous roar as it rushed towards the ship.

"It's the Black Dragon Wave!" Wei Ziyuan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly ordered, "Everyone, hold on tight to the gunwale, adjust the sails, and avoid the waves!"

The boatmen dared not delay, and immediately adjusted the angle of the sails with practiced ease, rowing with all their might. But the black dragon wave was unstoppable, sweeping in in an instant.

"Boom——"

Huge waves crashed against the ship, causing it to rock violently like a leaf in a stormy sea. Many guards lost their footing and fell onto the deck, some even being swept into the sea by the waves.

"Help!" A soldier who had fallen into the water struggled and cried for help, but was instantly swallowed up by the ensuing waves.

Zhan Yan steadied himself, drew his longsword, and cut the ropes tangled in the sails: "Stay calm! Don't panic!"

His eyes were sharp as he stared intently at the surging waves, loudly directing the boatmen to adjust their course. Wei Ziyuan, holding a compass, struggled to discern their direction in the rocking cabin, constantly muttering, "Off course, three degrees west... Hold on, the wave is about to pass!"

After a life-or-death struggle lasting half an hour, the ship finally broke free from the encirclement of the Black Dragon Waves. However, the ship was now badly damaged, its sails torn and mostly ripped apart, the deck flooded, and several guards were missing, their fate unknown.

"Take a headcount and inspect the damage to the ships!" Zhan Yan ordered.

The guards immediately sprang into action. After taking inventory, they discovered that three guards had fallen into the water and gone missing, and the hull of the ship had also been damaged and was slowly leaking water.

"Master Wei, the hull is badly damaged. If this continues, the ship may not make it to Black Dragon Abyss!" a guard in charge of repairing the ship said anxiously.

Wei Ziyuan sighed, "The Black Dragon Wave truly lives up to its name. Luckily, we managed to break through. The damage to the hull must be repaired as soon as possible, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

Zhan Yan looked around and found a shallow beach nearby. He said, "Let's get ashore first, repair the boat, and replenish our fresh water and food."

The boat slowly sailed towards the shallows and moored on a relatively flat shore.

Zhan Yan left a few guards to watch over the ship, while the rest followed Wei Ziyuan inside to find materials and water to repair the ship.

As soon as the group stepped into the dense forest on the shore, the damp, decaying leaves rustled, and a strong fishy smell filled the air.

Wei Ziyuan raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, and gripped the long sword at his waist tightly: "Something's not right. This forest is too quiet; there isn't even the sound of insects."

Before the words were finished, the bushes on both sides suddenly shook violently, and dozens of black-scaled pythons as thick as bowls darted out, their forked tongues flicking and their scarlet eyes fixed on the crowd.

Caught off guard, the guard at the front was caught by a giant python, which wrapped around his calf and dragged him into the dense forest with screams.

"Everyone be careful!" Zhan Yan shouted in a deep voice, his long sword flashing as it sliced ​​off the head of the snake that was lunging at him.

Black blood splattered on the decaying leaves, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

The guards quickly formed a circle, brandishing their swords to fend off the snakes' attack. However, there were too many giant pythons, and their scales were as hard as iron, making it difficult for ordinary swords to hit vital organs. Soon, two guards were struck by the snakes' tails and fell to the ground.

Wei Ziyuan took out a packet of sulfur powder from his pocket and sprinkled it on the snakes. The giant pythons immediately became agitated and their attack temporarily halted.

"These are black pythons. They prefer damp, shady places and are afraid of fire and sulfur!" he shouted a warning, while taking out a tinderbox from his bag: "Quickly find dry branches to start a fire and guard our escape route!"

Just as everyone was frantically collecting the dead branches, a muffled roar came from the depths of the dense forest, and the ground trembled slightly.

A giant python, as thick as a water bucket, slowly crawled out, its head covered with a dark, fleshy growth, and its hissing was accompanied by a whooshing sound.

It was clearly enraged by the sulfur powder; with a flick of its long tail, it snapped a nearby tree and charged towards the crowd.

Zhan Yan's eyes sharpened, and he leaped up, his longsword aimed directly at the python king's vital spot.

But the python king reacted extremely quickly, dodging to the side while its huge mouth suddenly opened, spewing out a stream of dark green venom.

Zhan Yan hurriedly spun around to dodge, the venom falling to the ground, instantly turning the decaying leaves into black water, emitting white smoke.

"Its venom is corrosive!" Wei Ziyuan shouted, throwing burning dry branches to urge, "Concentrate your firepower on its eyes!"

The guards followed suit, lighting torches and throwing them at the python king. In the firelight, the python king's screams shook the leaves, causing them to fall. It became even more ferocious, and with a sweep of its long tail, several more guards were sent flying, their fates unknown.

Zhan Yan staggered when he landed, his arm splashed with venom, and a burning pain shot through him.

He gritted his teeth and wiped the sweat from his face: "We can't linger. Once we find water and supplies, we'll retreat!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the python king suddenly broke through the torch array and headed straight for the guard ships, clearly intending to destroy their only escape route.

"Not good! Stop it!" Zhan Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and he endured the burning pain in his arm as he drew his sword and gave chase.

Wei Ziyuan followed closely behind, scattering the remaining sulfur powder all over the python king. The sulfur ignited with blue flames when it met the fire, causing the python king to roar wildly, but its speed did not slow down in the slightest.

Upon seeing this, the guards watching the boats on the shore immediately raised their swords to meet the attack, but their attacks were like tickling the python king's enormous body.

With a flick of its long tail, the python king sent two guards flying, crashing into the deck and spitting blood as they lost consciousness.

It lowered its head, intending to ram the ship's hull with its hard scales.

The hull was already damaged; if it were to suffer another heavy blow, it would surely sink on the spot.

"Quickly, use the anchor!" Wei Ziyuan shouted, pointing to the anchor fixed to the side of the ship.

One of the guards reacted quickly, slashing the anchor rope and sending the hundreds-of-pounds-heavy anchor crashing down on the python king's back with a whoosh.

With a muffled thud, the python king, in pain, veered slightly off course from its ramming motion, only managing to graz the gunwale. Wood chips flew everywhere, the boat began to rock violently, and the rate of water seepage increased significantly.

Zhan Yan seized this fleeting opportunity, using his toes to brace himself on the deck, and leaped onto the top of the python king's head, plunging his longsword deep into the dark, fleshy growth on its head.