Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

Unreturning sea area.

A huge cargo ship slowly sailed in from a distance.

On each side of the cargo ship, there is a large character for "safety".

On the bow of the cargo ship, a man with a rugged appearance, dressed in a brocade robe, and looking to be in his early thirties, stood quietly with his hands behind his back.

This person was none other than An Xiansheng, who had previously been attacked by a group of sharks in this area.

Although more than five years have passed, the scenes of that day are still vivid in An Xiansheng's mind when he thinks back on them.

In the past five years, he has gone out to sea no less than ten times, and he has encountered sharks again during those trips. However, he has never again been chased and torn apart by sharks as frantically as he was that day.

Not only that, after escaping danger and returning to shore that day, he tossed and turned for several nights, but in the end he could not resist his curiosity and began to secretly inquire about and search for the young master who had killed the shark with extremely terrifying methods.

In his view, such a powerful, handsome, and young man should have a resounding reputation in the martial arts world, if not among the most well-known.

But the reality far exceeded his expectations.

All his investigations and inquiries were in vain; he didn't get a single useful piece of information.

It felt as if this person didn't even exist in the martial arts world.

If it weren't for the large number of eyewitnesses that day, and the fact that there were still traces on the cargo ship that had been torn apart and rammed by the sharks, he would have even suspected that all his experiences that day were his own imagination or a bizarre dream.

A gust of sea wind carrying a damp, cold scent blew in from afar, causing An Xiansheng to shiver.

After regaining his composure, An Xiansheng realized that the surroundings seemed a bit darker than before.

An Xiansheng tightened his collar and looked up at the distant sky.

One moment the sky was clear and blue, and the next, large patches of dark clouds had gathered.

Logically speaking, encountering such sudden weather changes at sea is a common occurrence, but An Xiansheng's expression seemed a bit off.

The dark clouds that appeared in his sight at this moment were not the usual flat clouds spread across the sky, but were constantly churning and gathering together like a vortex.

While An Xiansheng was still in a daze, the dark clouds expanded several times over, and their color became increasingly dark, especially in the center, where the color of the clouds was indistinguishable from thick ink.

Gazing at the dark, swirling clouds that resembled a vortex, An Xiansheng felt a sudden, inexplicable fear rise within him.

Under the influence of this large, ever-expanding dark cloud, the surrounding sea quickly became gloomy.

The wind grew stronger, and the calm sea began to ripple and surge.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. By the time An Xiansheng reacted, the entire cargo ship was already rocking back and forth under the constant pounding of the waves.

"—Quick! Turn the ship around and get out of this cloud cover at full speed!"

Under An Xiansheng's orders, all the crew members on the cargo ship were on high alert and sprang into action.

With the concerted efforts of all the crew members, the cargo ship finally managed to turn around in the raging waves and head in the opposite direction of the dark clouds.

An Xiansheng, who was busy working alongside the crew, couldn't help but wipe away a bead of sweat. Fortunately, the downpour hadn't started yet; otherwise, turning around and evacuating would have been much more troublesome and dangerous.

Thinking of this, An Xiansheng suddenly realized that he hadn't heard a single clap of thunder or seen any lightning flash in the clouds since the appearance of this large patch of dark clouds.

This is simply illogical.

The dark clouds continued to expand, seemingly playing a game of cat and mouse with the cargo ship that was swaying and racing on the waves.

Just as An Xiansheng was wondering what caused this terrifying and eerie dark cloud to form, the old crew member who had previously experienced the shark attack with him came out of the cabin and came to his side.

"Young Master, this cloud seems to be more than just a simple thing!"

Hearing the old sailor's deep and solemn tone, An Xiansheng's heart stirred, and he asked, "Uncle Zheng, do you know something?"

This old sailor named Zheng Bo had been working on Anjia's boat since he was twelve years old. He had spent more time at sea than An Xiansheng had ever lived. His experience and knowledge were naturally far beyond what An Xiansheng could compare to.

"I did hear something from an old man who passed away on the ship."

Zheng Bo gazed at the center of the dark clouds in the distance, his tone very serious, "These clouds rose quickly, without rain or thunder, it's obvious they weren't formed naturally by heaven, but caused by something else!"

"Caused by something else? What is it?"

An Xiansheng looked puzzled.

"Things that live in the sea!"

Zheng Bo solemnly declared, “‘There is a fairy island in the sea, named Fangzhang.’ This is something that all the fleets that have traveled to the Wuhui Sea for years know. But there is another rumor about the Wuhui Sea that many people do not know! That is, beneath this bottomless sea, there actually lives a great dragon!”

"A giant dragon?"

An Xiansheng was startled at first, then asked with some doubt, "Is what Uncle Zheng is talking about the kind of dragon that can summon wind and rain mentioned in the storybooks?"

Zheng Bo shook his head: "A jiao is a jiao, and a dragon is a dragon; they cannot be confused." He then continued, "A snake grows into a python, a python lives for a hundred years to transform into a jiao, and a jiao cultivates for a thousand years to molt into a dragon. The dark clouds forming above the sea are actually calamity clouds, a sign that the great jiao in the sea is about to transform! As long as this great jiao successfully overcomes this calamity, it will leap into the dragon, commanding wind and rain, soaring through the sky and diving into the sea, becoming omnipotent!"

After listening to Zheng Bo's story, An Xiansheng was somewhat at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.

He was already skeptical about the existence of Fangzhang Island and its various legends, even after personally experiencing the attack by the shark horde. To believe that a giant dragon, about to transform into a human, still lived in the Boundless Sea was truly difficult.

Unless he sees it with his own eyes, even if Zheng Bo's account is convincing, he will not waver in his own opinion.

Just then, An Xiansheng heard Zheng Bo beside him raise his voice and say:

"Young Master, look! The tribulation has begun! Whether that giant dragon can successfully transform into a dragon depends on this!"

An Xiansheng looked in the direction Zheng Bo pointed and saw streaks of purple lightning flashing within the swirling black cloud.

As purple lightning flashed intermittently, rumbling thunder began to roll in.

At first, the thunder wasn't very loud, no different from what you'd hear on a rainy day. But as the purple lightning in the rolling black clouds flashed thicker and more frequently, the thunder grew increasingly powerful. In no time, it possessed the force of a thousand pounds, each boom carrying earth-shattering force!

Although they were hundreds of miles away, An Xiansheng and the others still couldn't withstand the constant bombardment of thunder on their ears. They all raised their hands and tightly covered their ears to protect them.

Even so, when the thunder roared, they could still clearly feel their entire chests trembling along with the thunder.

Although his ears were tightly bound, An Xiansheng's eyes remained fixed on the deep purple lightning that kept striking the center of the black cloud vortex.

The combination of these bizarre phenomena forced An Xiansheng to seriously consider Zheng Bo's earlier remarks.

"Could there really be some kind of giant dragon in this Boundless Sea?"

Just as An Xiansheng's thoughts began to waver, he saw a dazzling blue light suddenly burst forth from the surging black clouds and purple lightning.

The moment the blue light illuminated the dark clouds, a long, thick, and curved phantom stretching straight to the heavens and the earth flashed out within it.

Shocked and dumbfounded, An Xiansheng had long forgotten about thunder. Trembling, he stretched out his arm, pointing at the enormous phantom that had appeared in the dark clouds, and exclaimed:

"A huge, huge—a giant dragon!"