Chapter 540: Anomaly!
“Something’s not right?” Xia Feng wondered, looking around.
Nobles mingled and chatted in the luxurious hall, filled with melodious music.
Everything seemed peaceful.
Xia Feng activated his Eye of Deconstruction, looking out of the cabin. The azure seawater formed a gorgeous spectacle, like a river of stars, propelling the giant star wheel forward.
Due to the speed being too fast to be perceived by the naked eye, the star wheel appeared to be moving against the flow of time, with everything behind them rapidly receding.
Xia Feng walked to the window and observed for a while longer, a frown creasing his brow. He sensed a slight anomaly. “Miss Mu, take a look. Has the star wheel’s course changed?”
Mu Qingtong also looked out the window, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly as she nodded.
Different areas of the Eternal Flow Sea had varying degrees of temporal stability. Some regions were prone to Spacetime Turbulence, which could swallow any beings caught within.
Others, even if Spirit Masters clashed and produced immense energy fluctuations, would not generate Spacetime Turbulence.
Fortunately, after tens of thousands of years of development, stable navigation routes had been charted between each major area.
The Empire would place Imperial flags, drawn with special materials, at regular intervals along these routes to guide ships navigating the Eternal Flow Sea.
However, using his Eye of Deconstruction, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong discovered there were no signs of any Imperial flags anywhere near the star wheel as it advanced.
Pulling out these flags was not an easy task; it would take several days, if not half a month, to complete.
Therefore, only one possibility remained.
The star wheel had long deviated from its normal course and was now heading in an unknown direction.
Just as Xia Feng understood this, and before he could observe the situation further, the flowing light ahead of the star wheel began to brighten, and a… giant turtle quietly appeared?
It was a creature entirely composed of ice-blue flowing light, resembling the Xuanwu of ancient myths. It stretched across their path like a colossal mountain.
The star wheel, in comparison, seemed like a tiny insect, recklessly charging towards its head.
Everything happened too quickly. The moment Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong realized the anomaly, they were already close to the giant turtle.
Everyone on the star wheel also looked out the windows in astonishment. The immense being outside, resembling a god, was terrifying.
Their expressions filled with dread, and before they could get a clear look, the entire star wheel was swallowed into the ice turtle’s maw.
“Screech—”
An endless, bone-chilling cold spread from the front of the star wheel, through the middle, and into the rear cabins, manifesting as ice-blue flowing light.
In that instant,
Spirit Masters below the Fifth-stage were instantly frozen solid, their terrified expressions permanently etched on their faces.
Spirit Masters at the True Martial-tier’s expressions drastically changed as they desperately used their abilities to resist the insidious icy chill.
But the crisis was clearly far from over.
With the simultaneous sound of hundreds of cracks, the side cabins fractured and burst open. Terrifying gusts of ice shards and wind instantly swept several True Martial Spirit Masters away.
Screams and laments filled the giant star wheel, quickly dissipating into the icy hurricane outside.
One by one, people were thrown from the star wheel, vanishing without a trace.
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong were also unable to resist the terrifying suction, their bodies uncontrollably flying towards the side cabins.
Xia Feng frowned. He found he couldn’t activate his Spirit Robe at all; even his Mental Power was suppressed to an extremely low level.
He quickly entered his Holy Knight Space. As he lunged forward, intending to grab Miss Mu’s hand, an arrow whistling through the air shot from the side. It pierced his forearm, drawing blood, and pinned him and his arm to the cabin wall with a thud!
Xia Feng forcefully pulled the arrow out, but a restrictive light circle appeared beneath his feet, preventing him from moving.
“Jiang Qiue!” Following Xia Feng’s mental command, the woman in the green dress, her words manifesting reality, instantly appeared beside Mu Qingtong, wrapping an arm around her waist. However, several more arrows whistled through the air from behind.
“Bang! Bang!!” Cha Nai Xue flickered like a ghost, her purple eyes flashing with cold light as she casually blocked the arrows. She then turned to pull the two women back into the cabin.
But the already frozen floor tiles beneath her feet cracked.
“Splash—” The three women were swept away by the ice-blue torrent. Embracing each other, they quickly disappeared into the icy flow.
As the living beings inside the star wheel were cleared out, a pale blue membrane covered the cabin’s inner surface. Objects that had been flying and spinning inside suddenly returned to normal gravity, crashing onto the floor.
Xia Feng glanced at the golden hoop beneath his feet, which felt like a magical restraint. Standing within it, he hadn’t moved an inch, held captive.
While contemplating, he looked around. The entire star wheel seemed to have entered an ice age. Both objects and beings were frozen into blocks of ice, a scene of dead silence.
Xia Feng then looked up at the second floor.
The second floor was completely covered by the pale blue light membrane and showed no signs of damage.
Through the transparent glass windows, two men and one woman were seated.
The blond man in the center of the sofa was handsome, elegantly dressed in a dark formal suit. He lounged on the sofa with his legs crossed, his eyes closed as if resting.
It was Ye Li Kong.
On the right sofa sat a cool-looking man wearing trendy sunglasses, a faint smile on his lips.
Xia Feng had seen this man when he first boarded the star wheel. His name was Mo Zixin, a celebrity.
On the left sofa, a tall woman with red skin skillfully juggled a small knife, her scarlet eyes indifferent.
“Olivia?”
Xia Feng was speechless. Did this woman really enjoy betraying her teammates?
After backstabbing Oberon, she had now joined forces with Ye Li Kong?
He truly couldn’t understand Olivia’s motives.
Or perhaps she felt the Black Moon Holy See was doomed and decided to switch allegiances preemptively?
While Xia Feng was guessing, he suddenly noticed an anomaly with the Divine Mirror Without Stand. He sent his consciousness to sense it.
The B-grade Spirit artifact, Evil Hand Guanyin Statue, was exhibiting a Fusion Device reaction!
The Evil Hand Guanyin Statue was a fusion of the Excitation Ring and the Thousand-Hand Guanyin. Xia Feng had used it many times, often achieving remarkable results in battles when combined with the Four Symbols Array.
Judging by its current state, it seemed there were Spirit artifacts nearby that could fuse with it?
Xia Feng looked at the three people on the second floor, puzzled. Why hadn’t he sensed this before, and why was there suddenly a fusion reaction now?
As the reaction grew stronger, information about this Spirit artifact appeared in his mind.
[Mid-tier Spirit artifact: Heart Stealing Ring]
Each Spirit artifact was like a scattered star in the universe. If one star could be located at the very center, surrounded by several others, then the Spirit artifact represented by that star was called a ‘Mid-tier Spirit artifact’, also known as an Ascended A-class Spirit artifact.
If he could obtain the Heart Stealing Ring, the rank of the Evil Hand Guanyin Statue would ascend to A-class, and its abilities would be immensely strengthened.
While contemplating, Xia Feng suppressed his excitement and looked at Ye Li Kong, who was sitting in the center of the sofa on the second floor. He spoke calmly:
“Let’s be direct. You kept me here specifically. What’s your purpose?”
The blond man slowly raised his eyelids, cutting straight to the chase. “Divine Half-dragon.”
His unique double pupils were indifferent, looking down at Xia Feng.
“I’ll give you two choices now. Either sign this contract and surrender to me, becoming my servant.”
“?”
“Or die.” The last word was spoken plainly, and a golden sheet of paper with intricate carvings floated down from the second floor, arriving before Xia Feng.
Xia Feng glanced at the contract with a hint of exasperation.
Good heavens, it’s a contract to enslave the bloodline of the Pale Dragon God. If I dare to sign this, I’m afraid you won’t dare to accept it.
