In mere moments, Qin He had left the Azure Sea Region, and the lingering sense of danger vanished completely.
Beneath his feet stretched an endless expanse of jade-blue sea, its surface spreading to the ends of heaven and earth, boundless to the eye.
The vastness of the Lower Realm was displayed here in all its splendor.
This endless sea was not a dead and silent ocean. On the contrary, it concealed countless lives—and countless dangers.
In the shallows, one could often see schools of small, crystalline blue fish sweeping over the shimmering water in groups, their tail fins stirring up fine silver waves.
Within the dark undercurrents of the deep sea lurked enormous sea beasts, their backs rising like mountain ranges. Whenever they surfaced to breathe, they raised waves a hundred zhang high, shaking the surrounding waters into ceaseless turmoil.
Scattered islands dotted the azure sea, and many bore traces of Sea Race habitation.
Walls piled from reef stones stood crooked and slanted, long eroded into mottled blackness by sea wind and waves, their surfaces covered in cracks of varying depths.
It was clear that this had once been a city where the Sea Race gathered. Judging by its scale, it must once have been exceedingly prosperous, but now wild grass ran rampant, and it had fallen into decay.
The occasional Sea Race member who appeared was also in a hurried rush, as though fleeing something.
Just as he watched in silence, heaven and earth suddenly changed.
The originally clear and pristine sky abruptly churned with layers upon layers of black clouds over the distant horizon.
The dark clouds were not the ordinary gloom of an approaching storm. They carried a bone-rotting blackness, while strands of gray, decayed ghostly aura descended from them. The instant they touched the sea surface,