The next stop is the East China Sea!

But things have come to this point, and there's nothing we can do no matter how anxious we are; we simply don't have any other tricks up our sleeves to turn the tide.

Without saying a word, Liu Dong immediately pulled all his brothers and sisters into the work:

The storm must continue, and the barrier must remain intact!

If you relax your guard, the troubles will double.

He meticulously counted the number of people on his fingers, arranging shifts, clearly defining who would cover the first half, who would take over the second half, who would catch their breath, and who would tough it out:

He had just endured two hours himself, and could only grit his teeth and bear it for another two and a half hours at most.

Next up was Ting'er; all three of them were full of energy, definitely in peak condition like a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

As soon as Ting'er finished her work, Ding Lai, Zhang Yuxian, and Wang Zhonggui immediately took over.

Once their spiritual energy is depleted, the ferocious beast from the mountain and the floating shadow will have to rush up to cover them.

Last but not least, were Lei Yuan and Qiao Yuanmu, kept as a last resort.

This arrangement serves one purpose: to maintain uninterrupted flow of spiritual energy! Only when the spiritual energy is continuous can the barrier remain stable.

As for himself... Liu Dong wasn't sure either.

Fortunately, if we can recover before everyone collapses, everything will continue as usual, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

But what if the recovery isn't complete? The longer the storm drags on, the faster the defenses will crumble.

However, there's no use being anxious now; no matter how anxious we are, we'll have to wait several hours to see the outcome.

Time seemed to freeze, moving as slowly as everyone's tense nerves.

Everyone felt that even blinking was difficult at this moment, let alone waiting for the appointed time.

It's not that time is slow, it's that people's hearts are too tense. When people are anxious, three minutes can feel like three days.

In the blink of an eye, it was the turn of the ferocious beast from the mountain and the floating shadow to take the stage.

Just as the floating spiritual energy was about to reach its limit, Liu Dong suddenly shuddered.

Alright! He's fully recovered!

The barrier is completely stable! It's back to normal!

"Brother Liu, you've just recovered, take a break!"

Qiao Yuanmu quickly handed over a water pouch, "Lei Yuan and I can't hold out for long, but this will definitely be enough for you to catch your breath and recover!"

"In the end, it still depends on you and Sister Weiduo to shoulder the burden."

Liu Dong didn't hesitate and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Now, the entire shift system is finally running smoothly.

Even though one feels at ease, the raging storm outside still keeps one on edge.

It's not just worrying about when it will stop, but even more frightening is:

Are those four boats still there?

The waves were higher than buildings, the lightning struck like popping beans, and the rain poured down like molten iron...

Although they had already tucked the boats into the crevices of the rocks, who could guarantee that they were really alright?

Fortunately, God finally showed some mercy.

After raging for more than ten hours, the storm finally began to wane.

As soon as Huang Rujiao shouted "The wind has subsided," the entire audience erupted in cheers.

The weight loss happened faster than everyone expected:

Huang Rujiao had only confirmed the trend for less than an hour when the wind had weakened by 80%.

Another hour and a half passed, and not a single withered leaf could be seen outside the barrier.

Finally, when I looked up, the stars were popping up one after another, twinkling brightly in the sky.

There was only a slight breeze gently gliding across the sea, much like a normal stroll along the shore.

Without saying a word, Liu Dong tore a small hole in the edge of the barrier and jumped out.

Looking around, the wind had stopped, the clouds had dispersed, and the sea was slowly calming down.

But then something unpleasant happened:

Why has this island shrunk so much?

He immediately removed the barrier and called everyone back to shore.

He turned to Huang Rujiao and asked, "Captain Huang, when you stopped at this island before, did you notice it shrinking?"

"No, what's wrong?" Huang Rujiao was still confused.

"Look for yourself, aren't the reefs, shallows, and beaches along the island all a bit smaller than before?"

Huang Rujiao stared intently, and his face turned deathly pale:

"Damn it! At this rate, if two more storms like this come, the island will really be swallowed up by the sea!"

"At that point, we won't even have a place to stand and get some fresh air!"

Jin Yang patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Huang, don't worry too much. We're all in the same boat now. We have ship repairmen, weapon refiners, and talisman drawers. Why don't we just build a few more spirit stone-driven arrays and only stay in the near sea, instead of venturing into the deep sea? Wouldn't that solve the problem?"

The island was swallowed up by the storm? This is divine intervention, not human error.

No matter how powerful you are, you can't stop the ocean from devouring it piece by piece.

Huang Rujiao sighed deeply: "Sigh... let's just take it one step at a time."

He paused, then quickly added, "Oh, right! The most important thing right now is to go see the boat!"

A group of people rushed towards the rocky outcrops where the boat was hidden.

I looked inside, and wow!

Of the four boats, two were completely destroyed, their planks shattered like dumpling filling.

The remaining two ships were barely intact, but their decks were torn, their masts were crooked, and their bilges were leaking – all serious damage.

Fortunately, among the people Huang Rujiao and Jin Dong brought were some knowledgeable shipbuilding masters.

However... the ship repair work will take at least another day or two to finish on this island.

Even if you're quick and efficient and can finish the job in one day, you should stay an extra day just to be on the safe side.

After the ship was thoroughly inspected and the spirit stone activation array was installed, everyone reboarded the ship, and the scene suddenly became exceptionally "lively":

The people who were originally in four boats were all crammed into the remaining two, reducing the space per person by half, and they even had to turn sideways to turn around.

They also packed up two spare spirit stone drive arrays and brought them onto the ship.

This thing is vital; we can't afford to lose even one set!

If the existing one malfunctions, the backup one can immediately take over; this is the bottom line for survival.

Without further ado, everyone boarded the ship and set off immediately, heading straight for the east of the East China Sea.

But after this ordeal, the relaxed look on everyone's faces was gone.

Everyone knows in their hearts that such a terrifying natural disaster will not only happen once.

If they were to collide on the sea next time, it would truly be a case of "even a god would have to retrieve the body."

How could I possibly laugh?

Fortunately, such a devastating storm was a once-in-a-millennium anomaly.

Huang Rujiao and Jin Yao both said that they had been sailing the seas for decades and had only encountered this once, which was already incredibly lucky.

If you were to encounter them on the open sea, less than one in ten would survive.

Liu Dong and the others all nodded in agreement.

Even if they were all Great Immortals, they would still face a near-death experience if they withstood a raging tsunami that lasted for more than ten hours.

Looking at the distant horizon, Liu Dong couldn't help but sigh, "If only I could step into the threshold of Quasi-Saint..."

Ding Lai linked arms with him and chuckled as she replied, "My husband, it's only a matter of time."

Enough with the rambling.

Later on the way, they did encounter several more storms.

But compared to the previous one, this was like a child throwing a tantrum; even tickling wasn't enough.

Even when adrift at sea, if the boat rocks a couple of times or water splashes in the cabin, nobody cares.

Huang Rujiao followed the same old routine, stopping at marked islands along the way to resupply and rest.

More than ten days have passed, and when people talk about that storm, their eyelids no longer twitch.

"Immortal Liu, good news!"

Huang Rujiao pointed ahead, "Let's go to another island for the night. Our next stop is the east of the East China Sea!"

Before the words were even finished, a burst of excitement erupted on the ship.