The sea lay perfectly calm.
Gu Qingshan, Zhang Yinghao, and Ye Feili had stood aboard the ship, waiting for a long time.
Nothing happened.
Everything on the island remained as usual.
"Hey, what happened to the apocalypse you promised?" Zhang Yinghao spread his arms and shouted toward the island.
The island remained silent.
Gu Qingshan thought for a moment, condensed a thin sheet of ice from the void, pinched it between his fingers, and flicked it away.
The ice shot into the distance in an instant, landing on the island's beach.
It struck a stone that wasn't particularly large.
Clink!
Fine cracks spread across the ice.
The ice shattered.
At the same time, a dense, rapid crunching sound came from the island.
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack—
The entire island suddenly broke apart.
It didn't split into many pieces as if it had been smashed. Instead, it vanished completely in an instant.
Its disappearance was so sudden and so swift that a gigantic whirlpool appeared on the sea where the island had been.
Countless torrents of seawater rushed into the whirlpool, filling the empty space left by the island.
Waves rippled toward them from far away.
The retreating current caught the two Ferry Fish and held them in place. They couldn't move forward for quite a while.
Only after the sea had grown calm again did the wooden boats begin to sail onward.
"I've never seen an apocalypse like that," Zhang Yinghao said gravely.
"Right. It probably activates through an impact or a sound. The two things that collide are destroyed outright, and then it spreads outward, reducing everything to dust," Ye Feili said with a troubled expression.
—For the moment, he couldn't think of a way to counter this apocalypse.
Gu Qingshan closed his eyes and