Who is Right, Who is Wrong

Heaven and earth lay dead silent; the vast sea made no sound.

Between the gloomy sea and sky, walls of darkness towered in all directions, sealing off the lone island from the world outside like a cube braced for battle. Countless mirror images and rainbow lights flickered faintly within the darkness made tangible, leaving one dazzled and entranced.

Such tight defenses guarded the dim gray light that pierced heaven and earth from the island.

Unfortunately, that beam of light flickered constantly. Even under such rigorous protection, it still seemed on the verge of collapse...

"By now, you should be ready to give up."

On the deathly still sea, the yawning artisan councilor tore open a packet of peanuts. Inside the small skiff beneath his feet, peanut shells had already piled into a mountain.

A white porcelain flask atop a clay stove exuded the rich scent of wine, gradually warming to a pleasant temperature and releasing a faint fragrance.

"Stubborn resistance is meaningless. We're all artisans; at this point, surely you can see the situation clearly. Why not surrender obediently and come be a guest at the association?"

Jiang Tongguang shook his head with a sigh. "How many living sacrifices do you have left? And how long can you last after using them? Give up. Anvil Elder won't blame you either."

The darkness towered high, silent and indifferent.

"Why go this far?"

Jiang Tongguang sighed. The smile gradually faded from his face, leaving it expressionless. "Since you refuse a toast, then don't drink the punishment wine either."

He said, "Be on your way."

Crack—

For an instant, it seemed as though something shattered.

Without a sound, the sea surface rose inch by inch, spreading upward and gradually swallowing the reefs and cliffs... No, it was not the sea rising, but the