Wu Tie stood calmly at the prow of the massive warship, watching as the four elders of the Linghu family—suspected to be at the Divine Realm level—together with Hu Lao Ye’s five sons, joined forces to battle the Great Monk.
The Great Monk wanted to replenish his strength, but the tonic was snatched away by the Yin-Yang Daoist, benefiting the Corpse Demon and the Drought Spirit instead.
At this moment, the Great Monk only seemed strong on the surface—his aura was sharp and fierce, but his actual spiritual power was weak and unstable.
His combat strength was probably less than one-tenth of his usual.
That mighty Seven Treasures Ruyi, a terrifying innate treasure with deadly power, was also taken by the Yin-Yang Daoist.
The only thing now in his hand was a silver lamp.
The silver flames this lamp emitted had incredible defensive power, but its offensive power was lacking.
Coupled with the Great Monk’s weakened spiritual power, he was stuck in a passive, defensive stance—unable to counterattack.
He couldn’t even escape.
Although tens of thousands of ships shouldn't intervene in a battle at this level, the Jin military’s standard warships had a benefit: tens of thousands forming a battle array could release a formation barrier that sealed the void.
Its power was certainly formidable.