"When will the Death Triangle appear again?" Ji Mo asked the Silver Flood Dragon King.
He still remembered the woman he had seen and felt a sense of familiarity, wanting to save her. He was certain that the Death Triangle was likely an entrance to a specific region, and once it reappeared, he could enter to rescue that young lady.
"It appears randomly, with no discernible pattern. The Arctic Ocean is vast, and the probability of encountering it again is almost zero," the Silver Flood Dragon King replied honestly.
At the same time, he wondered if Ji Mo's mind was functioning correctly. All living beings feared the Death Triangle, avoiding it at all costs and praying never to encounter it. Yet, here was someone who couldn't forget it and wanted to meet it again. Even with Ji Mo's strength, he would be doomed if he fell into the Death Triangle. The Silver Flood Dragon King suspected that the Death Triangle contained unimaginable horrors, and the place it connected to was likely the legendary Land of Buried Gods.
Ji Mo's brow furrowed. This was problematic. Unless he had incredible luck, he might never have another chance to save her.
"Although no one knows when or where the Death Triangle will appear, there is a treasure said to be able to sense the fluctuations generated when it appears. If you obtain it, things will become much easier. That treasure is the trident held by the Merman King," Ao Cheng said, revealing a secret he knew.
While he didn't understand why Ji Mo was so intent on seeing the Death Triangle again, he didn't mind helping. If Ji Mo met with an accident because of this, Nangong Chou might become even closer to him. Men, after all, were prone to jealousy and pettiness.
"The trident!" Ji Mo's eyes lit up. He had come to the Arctic Ocean for two reasons: to avenge Bonny and to find the whereabouts of the trident. He hadn't expected these two matters to be unrelated and could be resolved together.
He immediately said, "What are you waiting for? Let's go and destroy the Merman tribe, kill the Merman King, and seize the trident."
"Brother Mo, we can't wipe them all out. Although the Merman tribe has committed many wicked deeds and their sins are unforgivable, Heaven cherishes life. Many fair-skinned and beautiful mermen are innocent. I want to... reform them and give them a chance to repent and start anew," Nangong Chou hastily interjected, thinking it was possible to show leniency to some mermen.
Despite wearing women's clothing, this fellow's true nature remained uninhibited. He was actually thinking about the mermen, truly embodying the nature of a man.
"Pah, shameless! I'll reform you first. I'll teach you to be bad, teach you to be bad." Nangong Manyin didn't indulge Nangong Chou and angrily slapped the back of his head. As the future patriarch of the Nangong family, she didn't want Nangong Chou to become a lecherous old man and naturally had to discipline him.
"What do you mean 'teach me to be bad'? Our family has always been sparse in population. I was just thinking of spreading the family tree and continuing the lineage. How am I shameless?" Nangong Chou argued, but his words were met with another round of punches.
Ji Mo ignored the bickering siblings and said, "Where is the Merman tribe's territory? Let's kill our way there immediately."
Bonny looked up at Ji Mo, her heart warmed. This simpleton truly kept his word and was going to avenge her.
The Silver Flood Dragon King and Ao Cheng exchanged glances, finding Ji Mo too reckless and ignorant of the world's immensity. The Merman tribe was not to be trifled with. With just their small group, it was like moths flying into a flame. The Merman tribe was the dominant race in the Arctic Ocean and possessed an unknown number of undead creatures. To provoke them rashly would only lead to death.
The Silver Flood Dragon King advised, "Mr. Ji, dealing with the Merman tribe cannot be done hastily; it requires long-term planning. In my opinion, we should first form alliances. I will contact various sea races to forge alliances, and simultaneously divide the Merman tribe's strength, gradually eroding them. Once they are severely weakened, we can deliver a fatal blow."
To contend with the Merman tribe, the Silver Flood Dragon King already had his own plans. With the intervention of a powerful expert like Ji Mo, his chances of success increased. He was confident that by following his plan, they had a good chance of defeating the Merman tribe. As for annihilating them, he dared not even think about it. If the Merman tribe chose to fight to the death, the Flood Dragon tribe might also be wiped out.
"That's right, the Merman tribe has a large population, and we must not underestimate them. If they hadn't failed their invasion of the west coast last time and lost a large number of elites, we wouldn't have had a chance to deal with them," Ao Cheng said with a solemn expression, fully aware of how formidable the Merman tribe was. If he hadn't already surrendered to Bonny and was bound by his allegiance, he felt the most prudent approach would be to quietly develop for another one or two thousand years, and only then initiate hostilities when fully prepared.
"You are flood dragons, how can you be more cowardly than insects? I think we shouldn't make it so complicated. Let's directly infiltrate the Merman tribe's heartland and decisively kill the Merman King. Once they are leaderless, it will be much easier to deal with them," Ji Mo proposed, believing the matter could be simplified. Forming alliances was too time-consuming and would only increase variables, making it unfeasible.
"The Merman King possesses the trident, and even if you and I joined forces, we might not be his match. Moreover, the Merman tribe has created many terrifying undead creatures that are nearly immortal. We have no chance of a direct assault," the Silver Flood Dragon King vehemently opposed Ji Mo's viewpoint, considering Ji Mo's thoughts too naive and his words too simplistic. Did he think he was a god?
"Those so-called undead creatures are actually all show and no substance; they are very easy to deal with," Ji Mo said, not considering the undead creatures to be formidable, having once beaten one to death with a few punches.
Easy to deal with? If it weren't for fear of being beaten by Ji Mo, the Silver Flood Dragon King would have already cursed Ji Mo for his shameless boasting. He had witnessed those creatures firsthand; they were terrifying and impossible to destroy, only to be contained. Ji Mo actually called the undead creatures all show and no substance, either out of ignorance or foolishness. He suspected that following such an idiot like Ji Mo would lead to no good end, and might even endanger the entire Flood Dragon tribe.
"Caution is the parent of safety. It's better to be cautious," Nangong Manyin offered a sensible suggestion, leaning towards the Silver Flood Dragon King's approach. After all, the Merman tribe was the overlord of the Arctic Ocean. No matter how powerful Ji Mo was, even if he could fight ten thousand or a hundred thousand, he couldn't fight millions or tens of millions. Furthermore, the trident was rumored to be extraordinary; even the Great Immortal Kongxu had suffered losses from it in the past, making it very difficult to deal with. For safety's sake, it was better to plan long-term and not take risks.
"Alright, I'll listen to you then." Ji Mo no longer insisted, as he didn't understand the situation in the Arctic Ocean. The Silver Flood Dragon was, after all, a local, knowing everything about the sea races. His plan might be more practical.
The group boarded the Ancient Evil Flood Dragon and headed towards the Flood Dragon tribe's territory, Flood Dragon Bay. Upon arrival, a flood dragon rushed towards them with a panicked expression, reporting, "Patriarch, something terrible has happened..."