Chapter 772 - 493: Celestial Ruins Realm Opens! (Double Length)

Chapter 772: Chapter 493: Celestial Ruins Realm Opens! (Double Length)

Suddenly, Song Changming’s fishing rod moved, and a strong force grabbed hold, causing the fishing line to tighten abruptly and pull away into the distance.

He’s caught a fish!

The immense force felt as if it had hooked a sea shark.

If an ordinary person didn’t let go, they might be dragged into the sea in the next moment.

But Song Changming was clearly no ordinary person. He held on to the fishing rod with one hand, sitting still without moving an inch.

It is only in this Sea of Spiritual Energy that one can still fish in such turbulent waters.

With a casual flick, he pulled the fishing line, and the fish tangled on the other end was flung into the air.

It was a meter-long catch, not a particularly large fish in the Sea of Spiritual Energy, but it still made Situ Ming’s eyes light up.

"A nice catch, it’s a Thunderfish."

"Indeed, in this place where celestial thunder rolls, this is the fish’s favorite. Brother Song, your luck is good," Yi Lang said with a smile.

Seeing a treasure fish being caught always brings joy, even if the fish wasn’t caught by them.

"Thunder patterns cover its body; it’s already top grade," Bian Bohong nodded in agreement. Although he was not an official from the Imperial City circle, he was evidently quite knowledgeable about these spirit fish, as Shangli Dao was near the Imperial City, not far away.

"Everyone, let’s enjoy it together; this appetizer is a bit late," Song Changming said with a smile.

The fish fell, and the master’s power swept over it, instantly killing it, and effortlessly removing its scales and impurities, cleaning it up.

Situ Ming cooperatively summoned his green flame and began cooking this top-grade treasure fish.

The two had been fishing together for five days, and their actions were now natural and coordinated, even improving Situ Ming’s fish-grilling skills significantly.

The scene was so incongruous that Yi Lang, watching, was somewhat taken aback.

Since when had Situ Ming, once so aloof, been willing to use his proud Immortal Flame for grilling fish?

This was Situ Ming’s terrifying Immortal Divine Flame that once spread fear across many lands.

"Younger Brother Situ, it’s been a while since I last saw you... you seem to have changed..." Yi Lang couldn’t help but say.

Situ Ming indifferently replied as he cooked the fish over the gentle flames, "Just grilling a fish, what’s the big deal?"

Yi Lang smiled and said nothing more.

He wasn’t referring to grilling fish, but to Situ Ming himself.

Situ Ming was straightforward, yet he had never cooperated with others like this before.

Or rather, his attitude towards Song Changming was something Yi Lang had never witnessed before.

Mild, compliant, almost respectful...

The reason for this change was purely because Song Changming was powerful enough.

After a match in Cloud Fighting, Situ Ming was thoroughly convinced and even admired Song Changming’s strength, which led to this change in attitude.

This recognition was something he had never shown to Huaqing Pool or Bai Qing.

As the four drank and chatted, Yi Lang and Bian Bohong were undoubtedly more interested in Song Changming. After all, Situ Ming was a known figure to them, leaving nothing new to discover.

In contrast, Song Changming’s sudden rise seemed mysterious and unknown.

Especially since their investigations revealed that Song Changming had no clan background and had always cultivated alone to become stronger, earning the appreciation of Prince Cui, which gave him the opportunity to attend the Imperial Banquet and enter their view.

Such a story of rising from nothing was even more memorable and admirable.

In response to their curiosity, Song Changming had no objections. Recalling the past and chatting casually, he had nothing to hide.

Even if he kept silent, these individuals, with the energy of the noble families behind them, could easily uncover all his deeds.

"Younger Brother Song, I toast to you!" Yi Lang raised his cup to Song Changming with a serious expression.

They discussed the story of Prince Cui’s destruction of the Changsheng Su Family, admiring him for daring to break the norm and take action. They were equally impressed with Song Changming, who stayed on Prince Cui’s side.

After all, it was against the Changsheng Family. Even if they were somewhat in decline, they still held an exalted status among the Human Race.

To destroy the Changsheng Clan might sound simple, but to actually have the courage and means to do so, one would have to go back hundreds of years, and even then, in the whole of Yun Province, only Prince Cui could achieve it.

This is why the incident left such a deep impression and caused a great stir.

"I merely acted according to circumstances. The truly fearless one was the Great King," Song Changming said modestly.

Even after several rounds of drinks, he wasn’t one to boast or brag.

"Younger Brother Song, speaking of which, among those entering the Celestial Ruins Realm, several come from the Changsheng Clan. They might have certain opinions about you, so you’ll need to be a bit cautious..." Yi Lang said after finishing his drink.

"What’s there to fear? Younger Brother Changming is strong enough. Why worry about these people? Besides, the Emperor is watching; they wouldn’t dare act recklessly," Situ Ming snorted.

"That’s true, but it’s always good to be cautious," Yi Lang nodded, not pressing further on the matter.

"Thank you for the warning," Song Changming acknowledged Yi Lang’s goodwill with thanks.

In his conversations with them, he sensed certain things.

The Changsheng Family held a transcendent position among the Human Race, but this very status created a kind of barrier between them and ordinary people, making them seem out of place.

This undoubtedly divided the Changsheng Clan and non-Changsheng individuals into two categories. While this separation didn’t necessarily provoke hostility, it did create a noticeable distance.

It was evident that the Changsheng Clan would feel a sense of injustice over the demise of their kind, even wanting to drive the culprit, Prince Cui, to death.

In contrast, Yi Lang and Situ Ming, who didn’t have Changsheng Blood, naturally stood by Song Changming and considered his interests.

"Speaking of, my Shangli Dao’s Changsheng Jiang Family has also sent someone this time, named Jiang Zijin, who is quite formidable..." said Bian Bohong from the side.

The Changsheng Jiang Family of Shangli Dao...

At the mention of this name, Song Changming was reminded of the senior who once took Su Qingqing to Yuan Province in search of her mother. This person was also from the Changsheng Jiang Family, the same clan Bian Bohong spoke of.

Song Changming had a good initial impression of Jiang River. After all, he helped Su Qingqing at the time. Liu Xiangnan and Zhao Dongming, two old friends of Song Changming, were also saved by Jiang River and remained by his side from Da Lai to the Ancient Abyss Country.

However, after the downfall of the Changsheng Su Family, Song Changming never saw that senior of the Jiang Family again.

Perhaps if they met again now, differences in position might not guarantee a friendly face.

Song Changming did not dwell on this, as his focus was on the Celestial Ruins Realm.

At this moment, Yi Lang suddenly reeled in his line, dragging a massive fish over ten meters long out of the sea.

"Haha, I win this time, folks. It’s a Golden Swordfish!" Yi Lang laughed heartily.

"I didn’t expect you to beat us to it, Brother Yi," Situ Ming grumbled.

"Congratulations, Brother Yi," Song Changming remarked.

For them, the real pleasure in fishing lay in the act itself. As for the catch, unless it was an exceptionally rare treasure fish, none of them were likely to care much.

Yi Lang’s joy came from the spirit of competition between fishermen.

The higher value of his catch temporarily gave him an edge over the others, sometimes making such simple pleasures satisfying.

Originally, Song Changming thought they would spend several more days at sea.

Unexpectedly, a sudden fierce wind arose that night over the sea.

Strange energy fluctuations emanated from the dark sky.

"Something’s happening!" Song Changming grabbed his rod, eyes fixed on the distant sky.

In his keen perception, the area around the thunderclouds became more distorted with strange energy, as if time and space were in chaos, with intensified lightning and thunder and strong winds and rain creating turmoil over the whole sea.

On the sea’s surface, large vortices formed like oceanic black holes, swallowing everything above the sea.

"This doesn’t look good!"

"Damn it, hold steady!"

"Activate all the Talisman Arrays! Don’t worry about the depletion of Spirit Crystals!"

On the ship, the soldier generals all appeared somewhat tense.

The Spiritual Treasure Sea, once truly angry and roaring, was far more terrifying than ordinary seas.

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