Martial Soul: Be a Saint

Just like this, the human race slowly advanced slowly above the blue ocean, under Wu Hao's lead.    

    

During this period of time, they were attacked by countless powerful sea beasts. Eventually, everyone took turns riding on their flying swords, carefully carrying everyone forward.    

    

Their goal was to protect their strength and use it to deal with unknown dangers.    

    

Time passed slowly.    

    

They hadn't encountered any spatial barriers, spatial storms, or spatial rifts, but the dangers they had encountered had come from the sea below.    

    

All sorts of strange sea creatures began to attack these alien races one after another.    

    

Fortunately, Li Ruohua and Wu Hao had used the ice type and thunder type techniques to intimidate the sea creatures that wanted to attack them.    

    

However, the Sea Beasts behind him was not as lucky as he was.    

    

After a few months, they once again suffered heavy losses.    

    

Blue and dactylodes radix even felt like crying, but had no tears.    

    

There were a pitiful amount of citizens in Sea Beasts, but facing these unknown dangers again and again, they watched helplessly as their citizens perished.    

    

One could imagine how complicated his feelings were.    

    

After a few months, their hearts were now filled with regret.    

    

They could only blame themselves for not obeying the commands of the humans back then, and even causing a ruckus. Otherwise, they would not have faced such a miserable ending.    

    

But, there was a medicine for regret in this world?    

    

Answer...    

    

Obviously, no.    

    

At this moment, even if they threw away their dignity and went to seek the protection of the humans, they might not even care.    

    

After all, what reason did he have to agree?    

    

A few months had passed, yet he still hadn't left the sea in front of him.    

    

Everyone could not help but start doubting.    

    

On this day.    

    

Wu Hao who was controlling the Scythe of Primal Chaos to bring everyone forward suddenly stopped.    

    

He looked ahead in silence.    

    

The people behind him started to discuss among themselves.    

    

"Damn it! Why is the sea so wide?" Even the Riot Sea Area is not so broad! " Jia Ren stood beside Wu Hao, observed his silence, and could not help but mutter.    

    

Hearing this, Gu Shiya, who was standing at Wu Hao's other side, looked at him with a frown.    

    

"Wu Hao, what's wrong? Is something wrong?" she asked after a while.    

    

He understood Wu Hao very well. Under normal circumstances, he would never stay silent or frown.    

    

His actions and attitude could only point to one thing.    

    

He had encountered a problem that was difficult to resolve.    

    

Facing Gu Shiya's question, Wu Hao maintained his silence.    

    

He calmly looked forward, but closed his eyes at that moment. He used his keen senses to sense everything around him.    

    

In the sea in front of him, he had used the spying ability before, but he could not see the slightest bit of Duan Er.    

    

However, he was certain that there was something wrong with the sea before him.    

    

Just what was it that was actually unable to be seen through by his trump card, the spying ability?    

    

After sensing it for a long time and discovering nothing, Wu Hao waved his hand and a flute suddenly appeared in his hand.    

    

He then started to blow on the flute. In an instant, a beautiful melody came out from the flute and started to echo in the distance.    

    

Everyone thought about it but no one could understand, and no one knew what Wu Hao was up to.    

    

However, listening carefully, Wu Hao managed to make a tune, it was quite pleasant to listen to.    

    

The group of people quickly immersed themselves in the beautiful melody.