Demon Port.
An inn.
Jiang Qiao's true body had already returned to the port and was sitting dazed on the second floor of a small bar.
Dark clouds filled the sky outside.
In the distance, over the Nether Sea.
A streak of blood-red light occasionally flashed across the dark sea horizon.
Like a meteor streaking across the sky.
It vanished in the blink of an eye.
There was no one left by the docks.
After securing the ship, everyone had returned to the urban district and gone inside the buildings. Hardly anyone was still walking the streets.
He listened closely.
From the conversation among the drunks downstairs, he learned that—
The red light.
Was a phenomenon unique to the Nether Sea, somewhat similar to the aurora in the ordinary human world.
But unlike the aurora—
Although the aurora was beautiful—
It was essentially harmless.
The red light in the distance, however, was locally known as "blood light." Every time it appeared, it meant a storm was about to strike the Nether Sea.
And it was always a major storm.
In such an environment, many dangerous things tended to happen.
So no one was willing to remain by the sea.
Let alone the living.
Even on the mountain outside the urban district, a faint, oppressive, terrifying aura was trembling.
Taboo Weapon!
In the face of the blood light—
Demon Port had actually activated a Taboo Weapon!
This forced Jiang Qiao to reassess the streaks of crimson light on the horizon, some descending from the sky and others surging from the sea into the clouds. An ominous aura, faint yet distinct, drifted over from the surface of the sea like a breeze.
"It's very far away."
"At least a thousand kilometers."
"Interesting."
"At such a distance, it can actually transmit its light