What is being transported on this ship?

A Black-Armored Divine Dragon Cult soldier jumped aboard, tapped his spear on the deck, and looked at Yu, who was walking out of the cabin.

The soldier's black armor was tightly fitted, his hands and feet were covered with spikes, dragon claws were attached to his shoulders and skirt armor, his helmet was topped with spikes, his neck was protected by three layers of armor plates, and his face was covered by a mask with fangs.

As they moved, a faint smell of blood wafted from the armor.

"Is he mute?"

A furious shout suddenly rang out, and an even taller general jumped aboard the Black Dragon Cult's ironclad ship.

Unlike the previous soldiers, this general's armor was more unique, with a dragon head on his abdomen and the armor plates were not fish scales, but dragon scales.

Upon hearing this roar, Yu Ma, who was just about to take out the paper from his bosom, immediately turned red in the eyes, and a cold aura instantly filled the surroundings.

"Hmph!" The general reached for his knife. Anyone who dared to run wild near Shenlong Island was courting death.

Just as Yu was about to step forward, a phantom suddenly floated out from behind her, grabbed the paper in Yu's arms, and handed it to the general.

Compared to the coldness emanating from Yu's body, the coldness emanating from Hong Linggui directly caused panic in the eyes of the other party. Coupled with the more tangible effect of the cold, it truly slowed down the general's sword.

"What is that!" The general's eyes suddenly flashed red, not because he didn't want to look, but because he had already seen the problem with the ship.

The ship flew the flag of the Luo Family Escort Agency, but there was no one on board. Regardless of how the Luo Family Escort Agency rushed to deliver things to him every time they entered Shenlong Port, there was the smell of live sheep on this ship!

We should just steal those ships!

But the next second his smile vanished. Hong Linggui's knife was already in front of him, pressed against his face, and the piece of paper was placed right in front of him.

"By order of the leader, we are capturing live sheep from foreign lands!"

Exotic live sheep?

Just as doubt arose, the cabin door was opened, and Yu, with bloodshot eyes, stood before everyone, carrying the bound Lin Feng.

The unique scent immediately drew everyone's attention. Countless thoughts flashed through the general's mind. Finally, he gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and shouted, "Make way! Send a treasure ship to escort them to the island!"

He had considered having wicked thoughts, but the word "Cult Leader" was the greatest deterrent, preventing him from snatching the exotic live sheep from Yu's hands and offering it to the Cult Leader himself.

"Woo, woo, woo!!" A muffled horn sounded, and several soldiers jumped off the treasure ship behind them, carrying a large wooden plank, and placed it on the railings of the two ships.

"please!"

The general turned and smiled, not daring to have any wicked thoughts, but he would inevitably receive extra rewards for escorting these people in.

Hong Linggui slowly retreated, her ghostly appearance seemingly not causing much of a stir, and followed Yu onto the Divine Dragon Sect's armored treasure ship.

The general beckoned, and more than a dozen soldiers jumped over and quickly steered the treasure ship to one side of the harbor.

As the ships entered the harbor, all those blocking their path made way upon hearing the horn, clearing a path for them. Inside the harbor, a black dragon, lined with soldiers, had been winding its way along the mountain path leading to the palace, awaiting their arrival.

Lin Feng, who had been captured, was the first to disembark from the ship.

"Exotic live sheep!"

"Exotic live sheep!"

"It's a live sheep from another land!"

Everyone in the port gasped and looked at the person walking behind Lin Feng.

With her eyes still bloodshot, Yu jumped off the boat, grabbed one end of the rope, and tugged hard at Lin Feng.

With a series of clattering sounds, Lin Feng's steps quickened, and he almost tumbled down the gangway in a few steps.

"..." Before Lin Feng could express his dissatisfaction, Yu grabbed the rope and quickly headed towards the main road leading to the Divine Dragon Cult Palace.

The soldiers responsible for welcoming her followed on both sides, each carrying a long spear. The general from before took large strides, closely following Yu's steps, maintaining an escorting position.

On the other side, the generals of the port also quietly followed. The exotic live sheep were of great importance, and as long as they could get a little bit of benefit from it, they could receive a reward from the cult leader.

The group quickly doubled in size and ran along the mountain path towards the palace.

Forced to run, Lin Feng had no choice but to stop and observe, obediently following Yu's side.

Upon reaching the palace entrance on the hillside, the three characters "Shenlong Palace" carved from a giant stone immediately came into view, while the three characters "Tongxian Gate" were carved on the gate behind Shenlong Palace.

It's very impressive...

Lin Feng's gaze was strange. Putting aside everything else, the Divine Dragon Sect was quite adept at learning the rules and regulations of the imperial court.

At this moment, three people walked out from under the palace gate: one in a red robe, one in blue, and one in black. Their robes were all embroidered with gold trim, and the cuffs and collars were decorated with different dragon patterns. Each of their belts had a metal buckle with a dragon design.

They had seen the man in black robes before; he was the Black Dragon Envoy of the Divine Dragon Cult. Only now was he dressed very formally.

"Exotic live sheep?!"

The other two were focused on Lin Feng, while the Black Dragon Envoy was paying attention to Yu. Clearly, he remembered the other, especially their exchange of blows. However, the Black Dragon Envoy didn't immediately explain. Instead, after several changes in expression, he took advantage of the others' inattention and returned to the palace first.

In just a few breaths, a person wearing a thin veil and dressed as a eunuch stopped everyone in their tracks: "The leader has ordered that the Divine Dragon Envoy bring the exotic live sheep and the people to be captured into the hall, while the rest of the generals wait outside!"

"yes!"

No one dared to disobey the leader's orders. The two dragon envoys exchanged glances, clearly having discovered the missing black dragon envoy.

At this moment, Yu had already stepped forward, directly bypassing the two Black Dragon Envoys and pulling Lin Feng into the Dragon God Temple in front of them. The hall was dimly lit and the air was gloomy. Eight dragon-carved pillars stood on both sides, and behind the pillars were three rows of candles of varying heights.

The palace doors closed, and the flickering candles on either side revealed several eunuchs wearing thin veils behind them. They were carefully replacing some burnt-out candles, while the eunuch on the other side, having finished, immediately headed towards the back of the hall.

At this moment, the Dragon Envoy swiftly arrived at his position in the main hall, standing to the left and right at the foot of the high steps. As the black and gold shadows reflected on the steps under the candlelight cast rows of trembling shadows, a slow, heavy footstep emerged from behind.

"Su Quan, leader of the Divine Dragon Cult and Queen of Ten Thousand Saints".

Under the glow of countless candlelight, Su Quan, dressed in a magnificent black and red robe and wearing a black dragon crown, stood at the top of the steps, casting a cold gaze upon the scene.

"call!"

A gust of evil wind swept in from the high platform.

With a charming smile, Su Quan waved her sleeve, and the Black Dragon Envoy, who had appeared out of nowhere, knelt on the ground with two other dragon envoys.

"May the Holy Queen enjoy eternal bliss and live as long as the heavens!"

"May the Holy Queen enjoy eternal bliss and live as long as the heavens!"

Shouts suddenly arose from the evil wind, sounding like ten thousand people roaring in unison, or like ten thousand horses galloping, sweeping past Lin Feng and Yu's ears. If these shouts were meant to be uplifting, they could accept them, but what they actually heard were the sounds of defeat and annihilation.

Countless dying people lay prostrate at the foot of the mountain, where corpses littered the ground, roaring with boundless greed towards the figure on the mountaintop, attempting to obtain a sliver of divine blessing.

Since the rise of the Divine Dragon Sect, the former leader Hong Antong has become a thing of the past, and from this moment on, the new leader Su Quan has become a legend.

"You were a participant." Su Quan's sinister eyes shifted from Lin Feng to Yu, and she asked in a completely emotionless voice, "Why did you attack the Black Dragon Envoy?"