The Shura Sea is a mysterious and dangerous place. Year-round, the surface is shrouded in thick fog, which exudes a chilling aura, as if countless vengeful spirits roam within. The sea surges with turbulent waves, roaring like giant beasts, each one imbued with immense power, threatening to crush any who trespass.
The sea is dotted with reefs of bizarre shapes, some sharp as swords, others as vast as hills. Hidden beneath the surface, they stand poised to deliver a fatal blow to passing ships. Furthermore, the waters of the Shura Sea possess a special magical power; once they touch your skin, they feel an excruciating pain, like the gnawing of millions of ants. The seabed is even more treacherous, with enormous sea beasts stalking the waters. Their massive size radiates a terrifying aura, their eyes gleaming fiercely like lanterns, mercilessly attacking any creature that enters their territory.
Jiang Feng and the other two flew over the sea for an hour, but no monsters attacked them. Jiang Feng asked in confusion, "Chief Fanxing, how do we find the beast tribe?"
Fan Xing smiled and said, "Let's go to the island ahead and wait. The old guy already knows we are here and I believe he will come soon." Then the two of them stopped at a small island.
About half an hour later, a hearty laugh was heard: "Old Man Fan, I never thought you would leave that extremely cold place!"
As the voice fell, a burly man appeared before them. This was the orc chieftain, Mangan. He stood over two meters tall, his muscles bulging. Faint totemic patterns etched across his bronze skin, a testament to his noble status. His long black hair flowed carelessly behind him, and his eyes, sharp as a hawk's, seemed to see through the soul. He wore a cloak made from the fur of an unknown beast, which rustled in the sea breeze, each hair radiating a faint sense of oppression.
The reckless man, tall and mighty, like a moving mountain, came forward with long, swift strides and a menacing air. Every time he took a step, the ground beneath his feet would make a dull thud, as if a drum on the battlefield were being beaten heavily, the sound was deafening and terrifying.
A broad grin spread across his rugged, uninhibited face, revealing a row of teeth as white as snow. He laughed out loud at Fan Xing in front of him, "Haha, Old Man Fan, seeing you rushing to see me like this, I bet it's nothing good! And who's this little brother standing next to you?"
However, before Fan Xing could answer, Man Gan suddenly widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "What? You actually solved the elven curse that has plagued your tribe for many years? This... how is this possible?" He simply couldn't believe what he heard. You know, that was a terrible curse that even their entire tribe couldn't break no matter how hard they tried!
At this time, Fan Xing just smiled mysteriously, and then slowly said: "Hehe, Brother Mangan, this is the reason why I came here this time! I believe there is no need for me to elaborate on the difficulties our two tribes are facing now. And today, I specially brought the lucky star that can relieve the crisis of your tribe to you!" As he said, he raised his arm, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Jiang Feng who was standing beside him.
Upon hearing this, Mangan immediately looked in the direction Fanxing pointed, carefully examining the seemingly ordinary young man before him. He muttered to himself, no matter how you look at it, this man is just a minor cultivator at the Fusion stage. It's hard to imagine such a person could break the elven curse that has baffled countless powerful warriors.
At this moment, Jiang Feng seemed to sense the doubts in Man Gan's heart. He stretched out his right hand calmly and gently turned his wrist. Suddenly, an extremely strong and tangible chaotic energy appeared in his palm out of thin air.
The chaotic energy surged, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura that was intimidating. Seeing this, Mangan's eyes lit up. He hurried to Jiang Feng and said excitedly, "Oh my! I never thought there would be such pure and unparalleled chaotic energy! It seems our clan is truly saved!"
For the next while, Fan Xing explained the current situation in detail to everyone and expressed his earnest hope for the aid and support of the beast tribe. Upon hearing this, Man Gan nodded without hesitation, expressing his willingness to provide all possible assistance.
Not long after, Jiang Feng and his group arrived at the Beast Tribe. For the next month or so, they worked tirelessly. With their exceptional abilities and wisdom, Jiang Feng and his team successfully resolved the body curses that had plagued the Beast Tribe for years.
The beastmen were filled with gratitude for Jiang Feng and his companions' selfless assistance, their gratitude overflowing with words. Meanwhile, Jiang Feng unexpectedly learned a startling piece of news from Mangan—it turned out that within the mysterious Shura Sea, a hidden treasure lay hidden. Upon hearing this news, Jiang Feng's heart raced, his eyes sparkling with excitement. Faced with such a rare opportunity, how could he let it slip away?
However, Mangan then warned that obtaining this secret treasure was no easy task. Deep in the ocean, two powerful sea dragons, already at the stage of great maturity, guarded it day and night. This undoubtedly added immense difficulty and risk to the treasure hunt.
Just as Jiang Feng was lost in thought, a familiar voice suddenly reached his ears. It was Old Dragon, saying, "Boy, we must fight for this secret treasure! If I can devour those two little loaches, my strength will surely recover." Jiang Feng was overjoyed. After all, Old Dragon's divine dragon power was a crucial trump card. With such a golden opportunity to enhance its power before him, how could he let it slip?
Led by Mangan, the three continued their journey deeper into the sea. About an hour later, a magnificent Dragon Palace appeared before them. Two old men, one black and one white, stood before them. One of them asked, "Fellow Daoist Mangan, what brings you here?"
Man Gan said without further ado: "Hand over your Dragon Palace secret treasure. You two can't control it anyway. Hand it over and I'll spare your life!"
The old man in black said angrily, "You are so reckless! Do you think your beast tribe is invincible? The two of us are not afraid of you."
"Then you can go to hell." Man Gan was hot-tempered and took out a huge axe and smashed it at the two of them!
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