Two divine beams tore through the heavens and descended upon the shores of the East Sea.
Two figures appeared.
One was white-haired and aged, with an ancient, simple face, dressed in a crane-patterned immortal robe.
The other wore a Daoist Xuanhuang robe, his face bearing a smile.
The latter was Gu Xi.
However, Gu Xi had adjusted his appearance and concealed his aura.
Therefore, those whose cultivation was lower than his would find it difficult to recognize his identity.
Of course, he was now using a new identity—Daoist Xuanhuang.
As for the old man in the crane-patterned immortal robe, he was True Lord Immortal Crane, whom Gu Xi had met on his journey to the East Sea.
True Lord Immortal Crane enjoyed traveling everywhere and claimed to have traversed half of Hong Huang, possessing vast knowledge and experience.
Gu Xi, meanwhile, had a deep understanding of Hong Huang's situation. Having transmigrated here, he naturally possessed the "prophet's halo"; his words and actions faintly conveyed the sense that he could see through the future.
After their first meeting, they had both been astonished by each other's knowledge during their conversation. Since they both happened to be heading for the East Sea, they had traveled together.
"Fellow Daoist, this is the East Sea!"
"Well? Isn't the East Sea magnificent?"
True Lord Immortal Crane pointed at the boundless sea before them, where towering waves rose like mountains.
"Magnificent!"
Gu Xi exclaimed truthfully.
Layer upon layer of enormous waves resembled countless mountain ranges piled together, surging toward them with overwhelming force.
Their momentum was vast and mighty!
Ordinary mortals simply could not imagine such an ocean.
Even when he activated his Dao Lord Divine Sense, he could not see its end.
This sea was simply too vast.
It was likely countless billions of times