Storm
Everything between heaven and earth suddenly began to darken.
Gales sharp as blades tore through everything beneath the sky, as though carrying countless knives with them.
Under the endless rending, even Li Naling's face began to turn pale.
The sea clans that had risen into the air to block their path shattered in swathes beneath the gale-force winds.
The waves had already become towering, raging billows, surging endlessly into the sky.
Far off at the horizon, tornadoes seemed to be sweeping toward them.
The sky grew darker as well.
Thunder boomed across the heavens.
It seemed a storm was about to descend.
By the flashes of lightning, Qin Shaofeng could see that the ocean had turned completely blood-red.
The entire sea had become the color of blood.
The dead sea clans were certainly not limited to those they had seen. The dangers arising within the ocean were likely no less severe than those they faced.
"We can't stay in the sky any longer. Turn north at once. Three million li from here lies a former human continent. Go there!" Gui Yan appeared.
Her shout was so urgent that Li Naling did not spare even a moment for thought before turning around.
They headed north all the way.
Three million li was no short distance.
With Li Naling's current cultivation, three million li ordinarily would not have been a problem at all.
Yet now, her heart was filled with worry.
Three million li would take at least half an hour.
The thunderstorm had already begun to fall.
Every raindrop descended like a sharp blade. Whenever one struck the shuttle-shaped vessel she had condensed, it produced a faint cracking sound.
"We can't keep this up. Lord Prison Lord can't repair the condensed space while accelerating our flight," Passerby A shouted.
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