When Shen Xitang awoke amidst the briny sea breeze, she found herself lying on a small boat constructed from skeletons.
Moonlight pierced through the gaps in the hull, illuminating the bone-white fish ribs until they resembled polished jade marrow. Xiao Heng knelt at the stern, his Broken Blade Xiuchun Saber plunged into the juncture of the keel; beads of blood congealed on the blade and slowly seeped into the crevices of the bone. In the distance, the wreckage of an iron-clad ship drifted on the sea, the character "Chen" still faintly discernible on its charred banners.
"We have been drifting for three days," Xiao Heng’s voice was terrifyingly hoarse. He tore a strip from his robe, soaked it in seawater, and gently wiped the burn on Shen Xitang’s forehead. "When Guixu collapsed, the Ziwei Sword stirred the dragon energy from beneath the seabed."
Chapter 103