Chapter 890: The Morning of Destiny

In the early morning of the 28th, the dark grey sky was already beginning to lighten. The Qianjiang River was covered with fog and there was no wind.

Several small boats were lined up with glazed lanterns on their masts, flickering orange and yellow lights in the mist, looking like will-o'-the-wisp fires from afar. The wooden oars paddled in the water, making a crisp sound.

These small boats in front are leading the way because the vision is still unclear.

Behind the boat, a ball of light shone in the air. Where the light was, a huge black shadow slowly swam forward through the fog. Its mountain-like size was daunting, like a dark monster, giving people a suffocating pressure at first glance. This was the outline of a treasure ship.

The noise from the rear was also louder, and the ends of the long oars on both sides of the ship moved like propellers. Many soldiers were in the cabin, rowing hard.

There were several more treasure ships, plus variou