Ouyang Tian stood at the prow of the flying boat with his hands forming hand seals, his Nascent Soul Stage spiritual energy circulating at his fingertips into pale golden ripples. Though the fierce winds of the abyss lashed at his robes, not a single bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, showing he was entirely at ease maintaining the barrier.
Suddenly, the flying boat trembled violently. Wisps of black mist seeped through the deck seams, and a sharp, dragon-like roar echoed from the distance.
"Hold steady!" Ouyang Tian shouted in a low voice, twelve jade talismans flying from his sleeves to embed themselves into the hull. The others scrambled to grab the railings, watching as the abyss outside the windows churned like an ink-dark sea. Countless skeletal arms reached out from the black mist, only to be reduced to fine powder the instant they touched the golden light.
Chapter 59