On the sea.
The fleet of the Divine Wind Pirate Group is cutting through the waves.
A pirate runs up to the captain's cabin and knocks on the door: "Captain, there are warships from the Ice Sculpture Kingdom ahead, and many icebergs!"
The door of the captain's cabin opens slightly in the next moment.
A gust of wind blows, and Feng Lian is already at the bow of the flagship.
He is not in a good state at the moment.
Previously, he clashed with Da Han and suffered a divine arts attack. Fleeing all the way, he healed diligently but still hadn't removed the effects of the divine arts.
This left him constantly entwined with a green aura.
The aura connects him with the pirate ship, sharing the effects of Da Han's divine arts together.
"Icebergs?" Feng Lian's eyes slightly contracted.
He indeed observed the icebergs, and their numbers were considerable.
