A miracle?
It turned out that Li Min really did know a lot about the Sea of Ashes. Perhaps she had learned it from her late teacher.
And the word she had used had instantly sparked all sorts of associations in Fu Qian's mind.
Professor A Kai of the academy, and the things the divine envoy Nepheli had done in the past, came to mind one after another.
Could it be that kind of mysterious power?
Somehow, finding it in a place like the Sea of Ashes didn't feel out of place at all.
"Are you saying the merfolk aren't being lured by some powerful beings that appear and vanish in an instant, but by some kind of special miracle?"
"That's right. At least, that was what my teacher believed."
Li Min had clearly studied under a distinguished master.
"One piece of evidence is that these deformed beings with bewitching faces have appeared from time to time over the years, and their appearance has been remarkably consistent."
"Keep in mind that the creatures born from the shifting tides of the Sea of Ashes are practically synonymous with chaos. It's hard to imagine them maintaining such consistency for so long."
"But miracles are different. They take many forms, yet as the ultimate manifestations of certain powers, they possess a high level of existence and are, paradoxically, pure in form."
"For example, the dark chasm that devours everything, or the sea spring that gushes continuously for days and purifies the surrounding area. Both have appeared more than once."
A high level of existence, the ultimate manifestation of power... The more she said, the more it sounded right.
Fu Qian recalled the scene he had witnessed with the Blasphemy Monarch's help: the divine falling from on high, burning to ashes.
*Could the Sea