Above a vast blood-red ocean shrouded in endless white mist.
A white butterfly-shaped flying boat sliced through the sky before finally stopping over a broad, desolate stretch of sea without a single island.
"Whoosh."
The Secret Pattern Flying Boat vanished, and a large crowd suddenly appeared in its wake.
At their head stood a majestic figure cloaked in black robes—the God King of Dead Fire Divine City.
"This is..."
"Have we arrived?"
"This is where the entrance to Three Rivers is?"
Hundreds of immortal gods and thousands of demigods watched the surrounding sea with anticipation on their faces.
Streams of immortal divine power and world power swept across the area, but naturally, they found nothing.
The Dead Fire God King turned a blind eye to the actions of those behind him. Or perhaps he had long grown accustomed to it and could not be bothered to care. With a flicker, he vanished from where he stood without a trace. No one knew where he had gone; even the immortal gods' divine power could not detect him.
Just then—
Rumble...
A tremendous roar suddenly echoed between heaven and earth. Far ahead, over that vast and empty sea, an astonishing sight appeared. A huge expanse of seawater began flowing and spinning rapidly in one direction, eventually forming a massive whirlpool spanning tens of thousands of kilometers. Endless white mist was drawn in, forming vast clouds that were sucked into it. The terrifying power made the entire world tremble faintly.
The Dead Fire God King suddenly appeared again. He glanced at them, and his hoarse, piercing voice rang out.
"The entrance to Three Rivers lies at the bottom of the whirlpool. Follow the passage, and you can enter. Remember, you only have one year inside."
"Everyone, I'll go in first." An immortal god