This warship was exactly the same as the puppet ship that Wang Yao had seen at the Burial Abyss dock. It was also filled with wooden boxes on the deck, with no sails or masts and not even a single cannon. However, despite the waves crashing against the hull like mountains, the ship was extremely stable.
The sensory carrier jumped to a high place and looked around. All the puppet ships in the Hu Mei army looked like this, with no distinction between warships and transport ships.
They maintained a steady speed and appropriate distance as they slowly traversed the torrential rain, as if sailing on a calm lake. Not a single demon or lesser demon could be seen on the deck, just as a large fleet of ghost ships moved silently.
"Something's fishy here!" Wang Yao thought to himself. He activated his sensor to search for a passage into the ship's interior, but all the boxes on the ship were tightly closed, and his sensor had no chance to find anything in the pouring rain.
"Wang Xian..." Wang Yao was desperately trying to control the sensing carrier to keep moving around on the puppet ships when he suddenly heard Aunt Tian's call in his mind.
"I've located the demon army; they're on their way to Thousand Sails Port!" Wang Yao replied immediately.
"The Divine Lord has also discovered this. She wants you to come back quickly. A great storm is about to break out on the Ocean of No Return. You, a Golden Core stage immortal, cannot withstand it," Aunt Tian said urgently.
"Oh..." Upon hearing this, Wang Yao took another serious look at the Hu Mei army that was walking indifferently in the rain. Then, he suddenly shook himself, and all the remaining sensory carriers merged with the rain at the same time. The images in his mind disappeared. Then, he took out "Xian Jianchou" and rose into the air to return to Qianfan Port.
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