Two days earlier.
At the End of the World Terrace, Wei Xun had directly probed the deepest connection to the Sect-Protecting Sea Beast. With a tremendous Supernatural Power, he had parted the veil of concealment, allowing everyone on the terrace to see the eyes of a terrifying Sea Race powerhouse and recognize the crisis lurking in the near future.
That terrifying being Wei Xun had called "Myriad Eyes" was truly horrifying.
The Sea Race was certainly a formidable foe, but deep down, most Human Race cultivators did not believe it could ever launch a counterattack against the Present World. Human Race cultivators had always felt superior to the Sea Race.
During Middle Antiquity, the Human Emperor had pursued the Dragon Emperor. With the passage of time, there was no reason the story could not be repeated. The path of cultivation kept advancing by leaps and bounds. What the ancients had achieved, people today could achieve as well.
Looking back over all those years, the greatest crisis to strike the Sea Frontier had come only when the Yang Kingdom, which had unified the Eastern Domain, suddenly collapsed. It had redeployed large numbers of its frontier troops, leaving the Sea Frontier defenses depleted and giving the Sea Race an opening.
And even then, they had not needed to wait for a hegemonic power to intervene. Human Race cultivators had volunteered to aid the sea, with two thousand three hundred heading out in a single day, driving the Sea Race straight back into the Lost Realm. That effort had also established the present-day order of the Near-Sea Archipelago.
The Sea Race was not to be underestimated, but the Human Race was the master of heaven and earth.
The word "human" could prop up falling mountains, turn back raging tides, and stand upright beneath