Rumble rumble!
Dark clouds blanketed the sky. The once deep-blue seawater now looked utterly black, like an abyss poised to devour everything.
Violent lightning and hurricanes swept across the sea, and a natural disaster formed in an instant.
The seawater was stirred by the fierce winds, and towering waves surged forth one after another. Even the smallest crests were several thousand meters high, while the tallest waves nearly reached the heavens.
Li Qing, who had already been at sea for more than ten days, watched the waterspouts gradually forming in the distance, his expression turning extremely grave.
This was no ordinary natural disaster. Those dragon-shaped columns of water connected to the clouds overhead, and terrifying lightning even flickered at their centers. If ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were swept inside, they would likely face certain death.
"The sea of the Spirit Realm is truly dangerous. Compared with what the Lingxu City Lord and the others described, it is even worse."
Waterspouts lay ahead, while monstrous waves loomed behind. Although Li Qing was confident that he could force his way through with his own strength, he did not wish to act so rashly.
In this boundless sea, who knew what dangers he might encounter? Being able to conserve spiritual power now was naturally for the best.
With this thought, Li Qing circulated the Kunpeng Treasure Art, turning into a swimming Kun and plunging into the water, concealing himself in the deep sea to avoid the natural disaster.
The seawater was pitch-black. Because dark clouds blanketed the sky, not a trace of light could be seen.
Fortunately, his spiritual sense was powerful enough. As it extended outward from himself, the surrounding scenery was reflected within his sea of consciousness.
"Without the stars in the sky, it is already somewhat difficult to determine