[Douluo I Period]
Sea God Island.
Unlike the clamor and turmoil of the outside world, this place was like a secluded paradise.
The sea breeze brushed past, carrying a fresh, salty tang. Clear seawater lapped against the white sand, its waves making a pleasant sound.
Deep in the island, ancient, towering vegetation blocked out the sun, radiating a rich vitality.
At the summit of Sea God Mountain, before Sea God Hall.
Bo Saixi stood quietly in a red dress, gazing out at the endless sea. Yet an inescapable heaviness shrouded her exquisite features.
She had returned several days ago, but the scene she had witnessed on the battlefield that day still haunted her like a nightmare.
Behind her, Tang San, Tang Hao, and several Sacred Pillar Guardians sat cross-legged, regulating their breathing.
After being bathed and healed by Sea God's Light, their injuries had mostly recovered.
Tang San slowly opened his eyes, a flash of purple light passing through them.
He stood and walked behind Bo Saixi. After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Senior High Priest, that day—the figure holding the blood-red longsword. Who exactly was he?"
The question weighed on his heart like a boulder.
The pressure that man had exerted on him had been even greater than that of Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi.
It was a pure, savage aura of destruction, one that regarded all things as mere dogs.
What he found even harder to understand was that even someone as powerful as Bo Saixi or Qian Daoliu had shown such shock and apprehension upon seeing that man.
At Tang San's question, Bo Saixi's shapely figure gave an almost imperceptible tremble.
She didn't turn around. Her voice was cool, yet carried a complex, inscrutable emotion.
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't."