Chapter 368: Chapter 179: Setting Sail!!

One day later, they finally returned to Thunder Valley.

Gazing at the rolling thunder ahead, he remained calm and immediately stepped forward, once again activating his talent, [Thunderbolt], beginning to draw in the lightning all over the sky.

In an instant, there was a flash of lightning and a burst of thunder, the glow surging.

The entire area was instantly enveloped by endless radiance.

It was as if a vast sea of thunder had plummeted fiercely from the sky, piercing through Jiang Shi’s body, causing the whole world to tremble.

The thunder stored in his body had been completely exhausted before.

Since he was about to completely leave this world, it was natural to replenish the thunder once again.

Only in this way, could he travel without worrying about any unforeseen events.

Rumble!

After twenty minutes, a terrifying force blasted forth, violently flinging his body away on the spot.

Jiang Shi coughed up a mouthful of blood, as a white light shone on him, beginning to restore.

“The secrets of this Thunder Valley will have to wait for me to learn another day; with my attributes and talent, I should have the qualification to explore this area within ten years.”

Jiang Shi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and got up from the ground.

Then he took one last look at Thunder Valley and walked away.

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The world is bustling.

Full of turmoil.

Just as Jiang Shi expected, Great Xuan, which had only been calm for a few days, indeed fell into chaos again.

Forces from the outside world began entering the island one after another, nurturing one powerful force after another, starting to vie for territories, and for a time, the newly tranquil Great Xuan became chaotic once more.

Blood flowed like rivers in the battles between the top noble families.

Even the Jianghu became turbulent.

However, all of this no longer had anything to do with Jiang Shi.

Ever since his battle with the Northern Zhou High Priest that day, apart from some legends, no further news of him circulated in the Jianghu.

Even the Black Lotus Holy Sect grew exceptionally low-key.

It was as if Jiang Shi had vanished completely.

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The West Coast.

A cargo-laden carriage moved slowly here.

At the dock, the carriage finally stopped.

The [Throat-lock Hand] Zhao Houcai, wearing a gray robe, poked his head out of the carriage, cautiously surveyed his surroundings, and only after he confirmed there was no trouble did he jump down from the carriage.

Next, was his daughter Zhao Feiyan and his disciple Shangguan Yun.

“Dad, is this the West Coast? Is there really another world on the other side of the sea?”

Zhao Feiyan’s hair fluttered as she lifted her head to gaze at the distant sea.

The waves were rugged, stretching infinitely.

Broad ships, loaded with cargo, docked at the pier.

“Yes, in fact, many years ago, our world was connected with the overseas world, only about three hundred years ago, the strait gradually got sealed and could no longer trade, now we finally resume contact,”

Zhao Houcai gently sighed, saying, “Once we set sail, we can completely bid farewell to our previous life, there, no one will recognize us anymore.”

“Dad, are you afraid of Young Hero Jiang?”

Zhao Feiyan glanced at her father and spoke.

“Brat, stop babbling everywhere with your mouth! If it wasn’t for you, would we have been forced to leave?”

Zhao Houcai glared and rebuked.

“It’s not entirely my fault, right? Who knew he would run into us every time? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself, your luck’s too bad, always deciding something only to encounter that strange guy,”

Zhao Feiyan muttered.

“You brat, hush!”

Zhao Houcai scolded.

Zhao Feiyan pouted, turning her head away in annoyance, saying no more.

Shangguan Yun on the side gave a slight wry smile, remaining silent.

Zhao Houcai snorted coldly, saying, “When can you be as steady as your senior?”

Speaking here, his expression relaxed slightly, “This time going overseas, besides totally leaving behind the old life, there’s another reason for my decision. The world is becoming increasingly chaotic, with powerful beings from outside the strait continuously entering our island. Over these days, more than one noble family has been instigated by them. A more intense turmoil might erupt soon. If we don’t leave now, we might not have the chance to leave later; in their eyes, we’re probably as insignificant as ants.”

“Master, are the strong ones outside the strait really that formidable? How do they compare to Young Hero Jiang and the Northern Zhou High Priest?”

Shangguan Yun couldn’t help but ask with sparkling eyes.

“Hard to say, once reaching their realm, it’s beyond our ability to measure,”

Zhao Houcai gently shook his head, “However, I believe Young Hero Jiang and the Northern Zhou High Priest are likely still not enough. The world beyond the strait is vast and rich in resources, fostering powerful individuals who naturally aren’t weak. It’s like comparing a small pond to a vast river; do you think a powerhouse could emerge from a small pond?”

“True, I wonder when I can reach that realm?”

Shangguan Yun pondered with longing.

“Enough, you’re still young, don’t aim too high. First, focus on reaching the eleventh gate of Entering Strength,”

Zhao Houcai coldly snorted, “Now unload everything from the carriage and prepare to board the ship.”

Shangguan Yun and Zhao Feiyan nodded immediately, busying themselves.

They didn’t have much luggage—just some spare clothes and nothing more.

“Set sail!”

A booming shout suddenly echoing from the deck, reverberating hundreds of meters around.

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