I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1889 - 320: Heaven Has Eyes

Chapter 1889: Chapter 320: Heaven Has Eyes

Yang Fan had never seen the captain of the "Ping’an," but from conversations with the sailors, it was not difficult to see that the crew revered him as a deity.

Learned and tolerant, mysterious yet powerful, this was the unanimous evaluation of the people on the "Ping’an" regarding their captain.

And upon beholding the real visage of Captain Ping’an, Yang Fan could vaguely sense the origin of their awe and reverence.

At this moment, the sea was full of roaring waves, and the sky was weighed down by dark clouds, crackling with thunder and lightning, yet the man who stepped out of the captain’s cabin was exceptionally calm.

This calmness even affected the panicked sailors, or rather, when the sailors saw the captain appear, they quickly found their peace of mind.

As in the past, no matter how violent the storm, as long as the captain appeared, there would be calmness.

The so-called faith is probably a beam of light in desperate times, and the captain is the light in the hearts of these sailors.

Regrettably, this time the storm did not diminish with the man’s appearance, because it was not a natural disaster but a man-made calamity.

Chang Ping’an, with decades of sailing experience, looked up, sensing a chilling force brewing, and beneath the tides on both sides, countless formation diagrams overlapped.

Reason told Chang Ping’an that the most suitable strategy at this time was to abandon ship and leave, but seeing the sailors shouting to each other amidst the splashing waves, desperately lowering sails and bailing water,

Chang Ping’an lowered his head because he feared that feeling the power in the clouds again might strip him of the courage to resist.

...

The sudden giant waves caused warning bells to ring in Yang Fan’s heart.

All these years roaming the Lingjiang Seven Cities with Mi Bai, the dangers they faced could fill a book.

And this thick book brought Yang Fan the most vital experience: how to judge danger.

The sea waves were indeed terrifying, but in this world, there were things more terrifying than waves, such as—human hearts.

There was the scent of Spiritual Energy within the suddenly appearing waves, and the mysterious captain’s prolonged attention to the sky further confirmed Yang Fan’s feeling.

These people were coming for him!

Inexplicably, Yang Fan had this feeling arise in his heart and tightened the sword on his back.

...

In this world, any power possessing equipment capable of soaring the skies has no need to trouble a passenger ship.

And if such a possibility occurred, it indicated that the power’s target was someone on the ship.

Behind the clouds in the sky, Wu Lan led the elite formation masters of the Fire Department, meticulously orchestrating the sea waves.

The senior disciple of the Unparalleled Inner Court died in a maritime accident, or was slain in an attack; although both ended in death, they were fundamentally different matters.

This is why, for a matter that could be resolved with a Fierce Realm combined attack, Wu Huan assembled so many formation masters, expending enormous effort and resources to stir trouble at sea.

Yang Fan must perish in a maritime accident, as per the Acting Governor’s will, and thus, the task of the Fire Department was to turn the Acting Governor’s will into reality at any cost!

Wave Surge Array.

Gentle Wind Incantation.

On the sea, the power of these formation masters became exceptionally formidable. Although the Ping’an was a considerable passenger ship, facing thousand-foot-high waves, it was just a matter of a few thrashes.

And afterward, the fierce fish and sharks of the Endless Sea, this vast body of water, would drag all living things to the sea bottom.

Do not worry about any lucky passenger ship passing by; the Fire Department’s Heavenly Patrol Divine Vessel would patrol day and night, eliminating all possibilities of luck.

But despite all this time passing, why hadn’t the Ping’an yet sunk?

With arms crossed, Wu Lan gazed down at the large ship, intermittently visible amid the gigantic waves, frowning slightly, muttering in his heart, "These formation masters bragged so much, yet after all this time have not sunk the ship. If it were the Fire Department’s elite squad, just one round of combined attack would have shattered both the ship and that kid to powder. In this vast ocean, who could know how the ship disappeared!"

Thinking thus, his dissatisfaction with the formation masters’ efficiency grew, and he barked toward a formation master beside him, "It’s been so long, why hasn’t the Ping’an sunk yet?"

"Reporting to the Garrison Commander, it seems there is a remarkable expert on board who has been dispersing the giant waves."

Observing Wu Lan’s expression with caution, the formation master hastily reassured him, "But rest assured, Garrison Commander, give us a little more time, and we will surely sink the Ping’an into the sea!"

"I can wait, but the Patrol cannot!"

Arms crossed, Wu Lan snorted towards the formation master, "In a hundred breaths, if the Ping’an still hasn’t sunk, you explain it to the Patrol yourself."

Thinking of facing the Patrol, whose aura was like that of an asura, the formation master turned pale with fright, not even daring to reply to Wu Lan, quickly joining the midst of the wind and wave-manipulating formation masters.

...

The storm intensified, increasing the pressure on Chang Ping’an.

Even born with a Water Spirit Body, facing the unceasing swells was overwhelming.

As the saying goes, those who drown are usually those who can swim, yet what puzzled Chang Ping’an was why such a thing would happen on a routine trip from Chaochang to Yuanzhou?

With a wave, he unleashed a sapphire Spiritual Light to cut through the colossal wave, still unable to figure it out.

"They’re coming for me."

Perplexed, Chang Ping’an heard a voice and then saw a young passenger approach the wheel.

"What did you say?"

Chang Ping’an asked with a frown.

"I have some Xuanji Jade here and a letter."

Without repeating himself, Yang Fan calmly retrieved the Xuanji Jade and the invitation letter meant for delivery to Yuanzhou from the inner city: "They’re targeting me, seemingly trying to disguise this attack as a maritime accident. I probably won’t survive this."

With a shrug, Yang Fan handed the Xuanji Jade and the letter over to Chang Ping’an.

"These are Ten Kilometer Mysteries Jade, Captain. Try a few times, perhaps you can escape the storm’s bounds, and if so, deliver this letter to Ying City in Yuanzhou, and this sword."

Saying this, Yang Fan attempted to remove the Sword of Trivial Matters from his back but found it seemed glued to him, unable to be drawn.

Struggling twice, he spread his hands and said, "Well, no sword then!"

...

The saying goes, no secret can be kept forever unless no one knows of it.

Just as people leave names and birds leave calls, even walls have ears, let alone the Patrol of Dutian Heavenly King making such noise.

However, monitoring the world’s messages is the duty of the Patrol of Dutian Heavenly King, so as long as no issues arise within the Patrol, no one knows of the Fire Department’s activation of the Heavenly Patrol Divine Vessel.

An Jingtian calculated thusly, yet he forgot that the current Patrol of Dutian Heavenly King was not the Patrol of the past.

The Patrol once claimed to be all-knowing, now it at best remains well-informed.

This master of the Divine Court could not have anticipated that this self-satisfied ambush plan would come to the attention of two spectators.

At Red Cloud Mountain in Longzhou’s Unparalleled Academy, Tang Luo crossed his arms over his chest, watching with interest the scenes within the misty reflections.

The surging sea waves, the tossing passenger ship, and those formation masters manipulating the wind and waves, hidden behind the clouds.

The same scenario appeared at the top floor of Ying City’s Sword Pavilion meeting, yet unlike the solitary atmosphere atop the Unparalleled Academy, here it was rather lively.

The Sword Venerables of various sword factions, the Sword Sect leaders, along with the commanders of the Three Armies and the master of the White Jade Sword Pavilion.