God of Fishing

Chapter 1452: The Scattered Stars Island After the War

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Han Fei had always thought that time could only be used by mysterious creatures like the Time Dragon Carp, such as Little Black, Little White, and Master Hexagon. The birth of these creatures was irregular but extremely mysterious.

Only in this way could they have some strange abilities.

Now, the Demon Purification Pot gave birth to a power that could delay time, making the time in Forge the Universe completely independent from the outside world. This was undoubtedly beneficial for his cultivation.

And in the current Forge the Universe, with a radius of ten kilometers, it was full of spiritual energy and energy, which was actually enough for cultivation. Han Fei didn't plan to keep expanding Forge the Universe, so he just expanded it randomly. After all, once he became a king in the future, establishing his own Chaotic Sea would be something that really belonged to him.

Just as Han Fei was about to continue experimenting, he suddenly sensed something and found that the Star Turtle had returned. He had moved an undersea mountain back and was going to fill the hole in the Empyrean Waterfall.

Han Fei thought to himself, Anyway, I'm already a Half-Venerable and have mastered the power of the Great Dao. I've also discovered the anomalies in the Demon Purification Pot, and I've disassembled spiritual energy to an acceptable degree.

In a short period of time, he had almost settled all the prerequisites for entering the Venerable realm, so he wasn't in a rush to enter the Venerable realm now.

Han Fei simply left the mansion and went to collect more Power of Will. He had used up half of his spiritual energy to solve the mystery of the Great Dao, and there was still a lot left, but he didn't think that he would have many opportunities to collect the Power of Will in the future, so he might as well collect some of it in advance.

In addition to the Marshal's Mansion, Han Fei scanned with his perception and found that the Star Turtle had gone to move the mountain again. Xue Shenqi was not on the Scattered Stars Island. He must have gone to bring Jiuyin Ling and the others back.

Old Chen returned to the Scattered Stars Archive Room.

The Cloud Whale was floating in the sea 6,000 kilometers away, carrying thousands of people on its back, all soldiers of the Scattered Stars Island who were chasing the enemy.

Seeing those people laughing and talking on the Cloud Whale's back, Han Fei couldn't help but wonder what they would think if they knew that a Half-King was under their butts.

Anyway, apart from the Star Turtle, who was deliberately flying back and forth with rocks, attracting the attention of countless people, no Venerables appeared on the Scattered Stars Island again.

Han Fei couldn't help but feel sorry for the Black Evil Conch King. If that guy had been bolder and came back at this moment… Well, it was still useless. Tang Yan was still here.

For some reason, Han Fei felt very relaxed. He snorted and dashed out.

Outside the west of the city, the Scattered Stars Island was in a mess. Meng Liang of the Trans-Island Inspectors sent ten Hidden Fishers to receive the Thirty-Six Town's tour group.

Meng Liang felt that there must be outsiders to witness such a shocking war on the Scattered Stars Island.

Also, everybody was excited. Although countless soldiers of the Scattered Stars Island had died, most of them were in a state of mixed feelings.

Someone roared at the sky, "The war is finally over."

Someone casually sat on the sand that was full of sea demons' corpses and trembled as he took out a bottle of wine from his Sea Swallowing Seashell.

"Sizzle… Ah!"

The man took a mouthful of liquor and scattered it on the beach. "Liuzi, we've won. Let me take you home."

On some battlefields, some teams were already in a mess, sitting together randomly, and these people laughed and scolded.

Someone shouted, "I've never felt so good in my life. I really want to go back and sleep for three days and three nights."

Someone scolded him jokingly, "If we really let you go back, can you fall asleep? I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep for three hours!"

Someone sighed. "I wonder how Marshal Han and the others are doing. They won the battle on the Scattered Stars Island, but Marshal Han and the others are still fighting. Another two Venerables have died. It's not hard to imagine how fierce the battle between the strong masters is."

Everyone nodded. Up to now, there were still some red raindrops floating in the sky. Those were all Venerables who only appeared in legends. But today, one Venerable after another had died. During Xue Shenqi's rule, no Venerable died.

After the battle, they cleaned up the battlefield and healed their wounds.

The Command Center was arranging some uninjured soldiers to quickly clean up the battlefield. No materials were allowed to be embezzled. The materials would all be counted by the Logistics Division after calculating the casualties.

Of course, there were occasional petty thefts, to which they would just turn a blind eye. However, no one could steal many materials. There were some people secretly observing the battlefield.

The Scattered Stars Island was a military island after all, and the rules were the rules. The victory was not a single person's credit. Embezzling materials was against the rules and would be punished.

It had been more than two hours since the end of the battle, but the cleaning work was still in full swing.

In addition to clearing up the battlefield, the spirit gatherers on the Scattered Stars Island were the busiest. They all swallowed spiritual fruits and began to treat the massive number of wounded people.

Those who were seriously injured were gathered together, and many spirit gatherers were treating them.

In fact, those who couldn't be healed had already died. At that time, Han Fei and the others were in the middle of the battle and couldn't make it in time for treatment. And there were actually many outstanding spirit gatherers on the island. Those who could be saved had mostly been saved.

As long as they could keep their lives, they would basically not die. They were cultivators after all. Except for those who were deeply poisoned and really couldn't be saved, those who were still alive could mostly be saved. However, it was unknown whether the severity of the injuries and the sequela would hurt their cultivation foundation.

On the shore of the defensive line of the Path of Giants, tens of thousands of wounded were lying on the beach.

The spirit gatherers were rotating in batches. Someone shouted, "Hurry up, the next batch of spirit gatherers, go up! Keep them alive and use spiritual fruits!"

Someone's intestines were pierced through, blood oozed out of his mouth and nose, and his muscles were tightened. Under such circumstances, this person was still absorbing spiritual energy, trying to circulate his cultivation technique and slowly recover.

However, the effect was mediocre. His body was almost smashed by a Sea Demon Water Explosion.

"Ah! Is there any spirit gatherer here? Heal me! I don't want to become disabled!"

A spirit gatherer cursed, "Don't f*cking move! After one day, you son of a b * tch can go to the battlefield again."

Next to this person, a man was holding one of his legs and roaring, "Hey, anybody here? Connect my leg! If you don't hurry up, I'll lose my leg."

A spirit gatherer shouted, "F*ck off! You don't even have a piece of flesh left on your upper thigh. We have to wait for your flesh to grow back before we can connect it. Otherwise, if your spiritual heritage is not cleared, there will be a hidden danger."

There were countless such examples, and all kinds of howls and screams were heard.

Shua!

Suddenly, above the tens of thousands of injured people, the void tore, and a figure stepped in the air.

"Hiss!"

"Han, Marshal Han?"

"Marshal?"

"Hi, Marshal Han."

"Marshal, have we really won?"

"Marshal Han, are we going to war again?"

Han Fei shouted, "I'll answer your questions at the Sea God Square outside Central City tomorrow. Now, all non-injured people, step back a kilometer."

Immediately, the spirit gatherers retreated one after another. They had long heard that Marshal Han was a top spirit gatherer. Did Marshal Han want to do it himself?

Han Fei stomped and a Spirit Gathering Array appeared, gathering spiritual energy around him.

"Holy Light Chains."

Sizzle ~ Sizzle ~

Under Han Fei, a holy pillar of light descended. The moment it landed, it turned into thousands of chains of lightning in the blink of an eye and rushed into the bodies of thousands of wounded people.

"Hiss!"

"Ahhh~"

The audience gasped and exclaimed in delight at the magical healing technique.

Someone sighed. "Damn, is this Marshal Han's healing technique? Isn't it too powerful?"

"Treating a thousand people at once. Is this something a spirit gatherer can do?"

"Of course not! Do you think any spirit gatherer is as good as Marshal Han? Then let him be the supreme commander."

Under everyone's surprised gaze, Holy Light Chains descended one after another. Han Fei's body surged with spiritual energy, and he took out the Sky Hanging Mirror.

At the next moment, Han Fei appeared in the sky curtain.

Han Fei's face was cold and his voice resounded, "All soldiers, assemble all the wounded on the Scattered Stars Island at the Sea God Square outside the central city to receive my treatment. And tomorrow morning, all soldiers gather at the Sea God Square outside the central city. I have good news to share with you."

Someone turned around. "Is Marshal Han back?"

Someone said in delight, "I knew it. Nothing would happen to Marshal Han. The two Venerables who died later must be from the Sea Clan."

The wounded people all shouted, "Hurry up, send me to the central city. I trust Marshal Han's healing technique."

Someone was still being treated, but he immediately shouted, "Bro, stop treating me. I'm going to the Sea God Square to receive Marshal Han's treatment."

The spirit gatherer said helplessly, "You only have some scars. Can't I treat you?"

The man waved his hand. "What do you know? Marshal Han will treat me personally. How can it be the same?"

The spirit gatherer: "…"