Wei Xun's sudden reminiscence of the past left no one able to respond.
Most of those present did not even know when the "back then" Wei Xun spoke of had been.
Fortunately, this "reminiscence" lasted only a moment.
With those calm eyes, Wei Xun seemed to gaze at every person present. "Do you understand the Sea Race?"
Among the extraordinary cultivators of the Near-Sea Archipelago, who would know nothing about the Sea Race if they were qualified to attend the ceremony at the End of the World Terrace?
But who could honestly claim to understand them in front of Wei Xun?
"Everyone knows the Sea Race is powerful, and that they are the great enemy of the Human Race. But how many know just how powerful they are? And where that power lies?"
Wei Xun sat steadily, speaking with casual ease as the years turned and the seas changed beyond recognition. "The Dragon Race was the ruler of the Aquatic Race. In the Middle Antiquity Era, the Human Emperor of the Lieshan Clan drove the Dragon Race into the Cang Sea. From then on, the Dragon Race vanished from the world, never to be seen among humankind again. The Aquatic Race split apart as well. Some remained in the rivers of the Present World and allied with the Human Race. Most of them journeyed far into the Cang Sea with the Dragon Race, awaiting the day they would return. The Dragon Race mingled with that greater part of the Aquatic Race, adapted to the harsh environment of the Cang Sea, and gradually evolved into the Sea Race of today."
How those Aquatic Race who had once lived in the Present World adapted to the Cang Sea, tamed Sea Beasts, and faced the dangerous foes that had always dwelled there... how