The Spirit Hall forces were now retreating from Sea God Island on the three large ships they had arrived in. The sea soul masters of Sea God Island, seeing that they no longer had the will to fight, did not pursue them further.
Compared to when they had arrived, their numbers had been reduced by more than half. The three ships, which had been somewhat crowded before, now felt eerily empty.
The lead ship was the largest but carried the fewest people. The five remaining Title Douluo sat in the main hall with grim expressions, surrounded by a few junior soul masters who served them. The ship held fewer than a hundred people.
The other two ships were much more crowded, as most people preferred not to be near their powerful "leaders," especially in such a tense atmosphere after a defeat. No one wanted to risk being scolded or blamed.
The three ships sailed in a line, maintaining some distance from each other as they headed back to the mainland.
Suddenly, the last ship shook violently, as if something was hitting it from below.
Thud, thud, thud... The sound was relentless, and with each strike, the hearts of the soul masters on board trembled.
"What is that?" someone asked nervously, clutching a pillar on the ship.
For those who lived on the mainland, the ocean always held a certain fear, and now, trapped in this confined space, many were on edge.
A few brave soul masters hesitated for a moment before climbing onto the deck to see what was happening.
But shortly after they went up, those still inside the cabin heard screams, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling into the water.
Those with sharp ears recognized the voices—it was the group that had just gone up to the deck.
The screams heightened the tension in the cabin, and the ship's speed seemed to slow, falling further behind the other two ships.
"Damn it! What the hell is that thing?" someone shouted, their voice breaking the uneasy silence. The soul masters began to panic.
At that moment, the ship's hull was breached. Several slender, tentacle-like spider legs burst through the bottom of the ship, swinging wildly and sending soul masters flying.
After the attack, the spider legs retracted, leaving behind small holes about ten centimeters in diameter. Seawater began pouring into the cabin.
The cabin was filled with shouts, screams, and the sound of objects being knocked over. Everyone stared at the holes in the hull, but no one dared to approach and seal them.
As the water continued to rise, the relentless thudding against the hull continued, filling the soul masters with despair.
Soon, more holes appeared, and the spider legs returned, thrashing about in the cabin.
The soul masters grew even more frantic, crowding into the corners of the cabin to stay as far away from the hull as possible.
But the more they panicked, the worse the situation became. Some even began fighting among themselves.
By the time the water had filled half the cabin and dozens of holes had been punched into the hull, the thudding suddenly stopped. The creatures beneath the ship seemed to have moved on.
But the soul masters, still terrified, remained huddled in the corners, watching helplessly as the water continued to rise.
Meanwhile, the second ship was also attacked in almost the exact same manner.
The two ships were now about eight to nine hundred meters apart. Due to the ship's soundproofing and the noise of the waves and wind, the second ship's crew was unaware of what had happened to the first.
When they heard the thudding against their own hull, they too panicked. However, the soul masters on this ship were stronger and braver than those on the first.
About twenty or thirty of them rushed onto the deck to investigate.
As soon as they reached the deck, they instinctively looked ahead and saw that the lead ship, carrying the Title Douluo, was undisturbed. This eased their fears somewhat.
But when they looked back, they saw that the third ship had fallen far behind, now several hundred meters away. Worse, it appeared to be sinking...
Just as they turned their attention to their own ship, dozens of slender spider legs shot out of the water, wrapping around their necks and dragging them overboard.
Despite their strength, these soul masters were no match for the spider legs. After a brief struggle, they were pulled into the sea.
As soon as they hit the water, large mouths emerged from the depths, biting into their flesh.
Soon, the second ship's hull was also breached, and spider legs reached into the cabin before retreating.
The fate of the two ships was eerily similar—both were quickly sunk by the Sea Spider tribe.
What seemed like a long ordeal had actually taken less than an hour from the first ship's attack to the sinking of the second.
By the time the cabins were nearly completely flooded, the soul masters had no choice but to abandon ship.
As they emerged, they saw that each sinking ship was surrounded by nearly a hundred large spider-like soul beasts. It was clear that these were the creatures that had attacked them.
In a desperate bid for survival, the soul masters fought back with all their might, but the Sea Spider tribe avoided direct confrontation. Instead, they used pre-prepared webs to ensnare the soul masters and drag them into the depths.
Had these thousand soul masters been on land, they could have easily overwhelmed the Sea Spider tribe.
But here in the sea, they were at a severe disadvantage. Their fear of the sea spiders further weakened them, and they could barely muster a fraction of their strength.
Only a handful of soul masters managed to break free of the webs and swim to the surface.
The rest were dragged deeper and deeper, eventually drowning as their oxygen ran out, becoming food for the Sea Spider tribe.
Even those who escaped initially were eventually hunted down and devoured.
After the two ships' crews were nearly wiped out, the Sea Spider tribe turned their attention to their final target—the lead ship carrying the five Title Douluo.
This time, however, the Sea Spider tribe changed their strategy. Instead of sending the ordinary sea spiders, Fang Chang led the charge with the Golden Trio sisters.
Fang Chang and the sisters charged at the ship from a distance, slamming into it with the force of four 100,000-year soul beasts. The massive ship was instantly torn apart, breaking into several pieces.
The five Title Douluo, who had been calmly drinking tea and chatting in the main hall, were completely stunned. Who would dare attack Spirit Hall like this?