Dusk fell like a vast net cast over the world. The night sea was utterly still. This island marked the edge of the map I had obtained; beyond it lay the direction of Dalong County. Even my master had advised against going any farther—it was simply too dangerous.
The place where the ancient books had been hidden in the Ten Directions Sea was also far from here. It lay somewhat farther up, but was still extremely remote, so it was no wonder we had encountered danger at the time.
Liu Xiaomiao and Li Junmin were sparring with their swords. I could barely understand either sword style. All I knew was that they drifted back and forth, occasionally blooming like snowflakes—tragically beautiful.
The moves of the Remnant Dream Immortal Sword looked exquisitely refined, while Liu Xiaomiao's origins were unknown, though her swordsmanship was likewise exceptionally fierce. The two of them exchanged blows, their graceful figures weaving through the air like flowers attracting butterflies, their skills utterly superb. —zhuang ledoudi
After watching for a while, I released all my household ghosts. Once I had strengthened them with blood clothing, I sent them into the sea to play. If anything happened, they would all be recalled into the Soul Urn.
Besides, the island where I was staying consisted of sheer cliffs. It was not far from where I had previously raised deep-sea pearls, and there were many powerful ghost beasts below. It was the perfect place to capture and digest some of them.
I did not go into the sea. In the past, I had flown through the water in rivers, but diving into the Yin Sea now would leave me no better than a landlubber. Instead, I would only burden them.
Once they entered the sea, Wang Yan's Blood Cloud Coffin summoned