Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls Chapter 701 - 346: Traitor Identity, Taking the Initiative_3

Under the cover of this phantom’s guise, the genuine 'Salted Fish,' empowered by Fang Yu’s mastery of Space Law, departed Nanhui City Port discreetly and unnoticed.

...

Previously, the Zhang Clan had stationed multiple captains at Nanhui City Port specifically to keep tabs on the 'Salted Fish.'

The crewmen currently on duty aboard these vessels were completely absorbed in watching the 'Salted Fish,' oblivious to the fact that the actual ship bearing that name had vanished long ago, leaving behind nothing but a phantom.

"What’s the situation? Any sign of Fang Yu’s ship today?"

"Maintain vigilant observation. Those unreliable fellows from the Li Clan were intercepted en route, and the Patriarch is currently mustering reinforcements from other territories."

"Once all our brethren have converged, it will be Fang Yu’s final hour."

A figure approached, speaking in hushed tones to the vigilant crew members.

In response to the inquiry, the on-duty crewmen offered confident smiles. "Captain, rest assured. We here are exceptionally skilled Transcendents in the art of tracking; no shift in aura will evade our senses."

"With us on guard, Fang Yu’s vessel simply cannot slip out of the port without a trace."

Hearing their assertive declaration, the individual nodded and then directed their gaze towards Fang Yu’s ship.

After a period of careful sensing, no anomalies were detected. Fang Yu’s ship remained stationary, just as it had on previous days.

Unable to suppress a nod of approval, the person then accessed a private chat interface, dispatching a message to a contact within.

"Everything is currently normal; Fang Yu’s ship has not departed Nanhui City. He likely remains unaware of our operations."

"Excellent. Continue your surveillance and report any developments!"

A reply arrived from the other end, eliciting a smile and secret daydreams of a substantial reward from the Zhang Clan.

...

Meanwhile, approximately three hundred nautical miles from Nanhui City,

A formidable fleet of ships had converged, encircling a vessel of regal bearing.

The hull of this magnificent ship shimmered with the dark sheen of advanced metal, while its prow and stern were adorned with the imagery of majestic dragons poised to strike.

Even the intricate dragon heads and tails appeared to writhe with lifelike animation, gently swaying with the ocean's currents.

Its formidable scales gleamed sharply, instilling a subtle sense of awe and pressure in the captains of the surrounding ships, as if confronting an actual colossal dragon.

A Dragon Ship!

Such a vessel represented a pinnacle of maritime power, nearly beyond the reach of most Blue Star Captains.

Its mere presence bolstered the confidence of the surrounding captains, bestowing upon them a feeling of invincibility and unstoppable momentum!

"Patriarch, reports indicate Fang Yu remains docked in Nanhui City with no change. Our brethren from the four seas are en route and should assemble within two days!"

At that moment, someone within the fleet announced loudly, their voice carrying across the fleet and reaching the Dragon Ship.

After a brief pause, a tall and elegant figure emerged from the Dragon Ship, stepping onto the deck to the reverent and astonished gazes of the assembled company.

This individual was none other than Zhang Yi, the esteemed Patriarch of the Zhang Clan.

One must not be misled by Zhang Yi's apparent vulnerability when facing Yuanqi.

Within the ranks of the Blue Star Captains, however, Zhang Yi commanded the respect of a Grandmaster, a figure of immense influence and esteemed status.

Standing on the deck, Zhang Yi exuded an aura of stability, bringing a profound sense of reassurance to all present.

Upon receiving the report, he offered a slight nod and then spoke deliberately:

"Very well. Once they are assembled, then..."

However, before he could complete his statement, a powerful surge of energy erupted from a distant point.

Shortly thereafter, a torrent of artillery fire descended upon them...