Beneath the night curtain, the blue sea churned with waves.
Under the surging billows, a crystal palace appeared and vanished by turns, shrouded within a gigantic bubble.
In eight directions around the palace stood pillars a hundred zhang tall, cast from special meteorite iron. Atop each meteorite-iron pillar crouched a ferocious strange beast.
The one in the east had a dragon's head and an ox's body, with a pair of short horns. It was Qiuniu.
The one in the south had a dragon's head and a leopard's body, with sharp fangs and keen teeth. It was Yazi.
The one in the west had a dragon's body and a beast's form, with twin wings growing from its back. It was Chaofeng.
The one in the north had a dragon's head without horns, its body fat and short. It was Pulao.
The one in the southeast had a dragon's head and a lion's body, its features dignified and imposing. It was Suanni.
The one in the southwest had a dragon's head and a tiger's body, its tusks bared. It was Bian'an.
The one in the northeast closely resembled a dragon, with no claws beneath its belly. It was Fuxi.
The one in the northwest had a dragon's head and a fish's body, its mouth gaping wide. It was Chiwen.
The eight meteorite-iron pillars were linked in chains by thick iron locks. Killing Intent wreathed the air, forming a barrier that enveloped a hundred li of land.
"[Nine Dragons Sea-Calming Array]."
Song Changsheng recognized the peculiar array below at a glance.
Only then did he finally understand where Kongsang Baijue's confidence came from. It turned out he had arranged such an array, one that could be called taboo.
As everyone knew, the Hundred Arts of Cultivation originated from the human race, and were