BOOM!
A massive ice ball struck the Spirit Ship, causing the cyan Spiritual Power Shield to waver precariously.
All the Cultivators on the ship gathered on the deck, each one gripping their Flying Sword.
But as they looked at the dense swarm of fish surrounding them, especially the three giant Sea Fish—each forty to fifty zhang long—mixed within the school, a hint of despair filled their eyes.
The square-faced man at the very front had a grim, unreadable expression.
He simply asked in a low voice, "How much longer can the Array hold?"
The Cyan Robe Cultivator on his right turned pale. He snuck a glance at the two people to his left before answering, "Brother, the Array... can hold for another two hours at most."
In truth, that statement came with a condition.
The giant Sea Fish outside had to continue circling at a distance and not join the attack directly.
However, the Cyan Robe Cultivator didn't emphasize this point, not wanting to further demoralize everyone.
