Douluo Continent, on the shores of the Eastern Sea.
The Sea God Family had dwelled here for generations. It had once been a sacred region nestled between mountains and sea, its grand buildings shrouded in a pale blue aura of faith.
The family's descendants cultivated the Tidal Art and worshipped the Sea God, enjoying a special status throughout the coastal regions and even the entire Federation.
Yet at this moment, the entire area was engulfed in oppressive grief and solemnity.
The azure banners that had once flown proudly now hung half-lowered, bound with plain white ribbons.
Among the majestic clusters of buildings, figures dressed in mourning clothes could be seen everywhere. Low funeral music and faint sobs drifted on the wind.
The air was filled with the distinctive mingled scent of incense, candles, and sea breeze, yet it could not suppress the panic and emptiness left behind by the loss of a pillar holding up the heavens.
Chen Xinjie had died in battle.
The fall of the Sea God Family's current patriarch, a Federation marshal and the Vast Sea Douluo, was not merely a loss the family could scarcely bear. It was also the loss of one of the Federation's greatest combat powers.
More importantly, his departure seemed to have taken away the Sea God Family's last source of support.
The older generation was withering away, while the new generation had yet to mature. Before the cruel reality, the glory and splendor of the past now carried the bleak decline of twilight.
In the family's core area, the Spirit Hall stood solemn and grave.
Meanwhile, many of the outer buildings were still under repair, scars left behind by the earlier internal strife and external pressure.
One figure moved busily among them.
He was handsome, and there was a faint resemblance