Question: what could stir the heart more deeply than witnessing a miracle?
Answer: facing death.
The fear of death.
It had always been one of the most powerful emotions a living being could experience.
At that moment.
Although Yan Manyan's intervention.
Had left many survivors shaken to their souls, some indescribable emotion welling up unbidden within them.
Making them feel that witnessing such a sight today was a blessing earned over three lifetimes, that they could die without regrets, a heartfelt sense of "having heard the Dao in the morning, one could die content that evening" rising within them...
There was a problem.
Did they have time to keep basking in that emotion?
Answer: no.
Besides, feeling that one could die content that evening after hearing the Dao in the morning was one thing, but if they really had to die right now, would they be willing?
Answer: most likely not.
Saying something was one thing.
Thinking it was another.
Whether to actually do it was another matter altogether.
And so.
There was no spare time for them to remain moved.
Soon, with an enormous roar, a disturbance like the Sea God's wrath erupted.
It was a fiercely surging, unimaginably massive, cloud-piercing, sky-reaching, magnificently towering... colossal pillar formed from countless waters!!
Its actual height was impossible to measure.
It plunged straight into the heavens, whose height no one knew, without any sign of reaching its limit.
As though it could pierce clean through the world.
As for its width...
Viewed from afar, rather than a pillar condensed from countless waters, it looked more like a wall.
A towering wall of seawater so wide that even high-level cultivators could not see its boundaries to either side.
Merely looking up at it from a distance.
Was enough to fill one with dread.