The few of them looked as though they were simply out sightseeing on the East Blue, without the slightest worry.
This was a massive tsunami that occurred only once every ten thousand years. Once it struck, no matter how well prepared they were, there would always be casualties. Yet Taishang Laojun and the others did not care.
There were so many living beings in the Three Realms that the deaths of some meant nothing. This world operated on the cycle of life and death—without death, where would life come from?
Uchiha Shin, over at Cloud Dream Marsh, also knew that a tsunami had struck the East Blue. However, he had been cultivating during this period and had not gone to the East Blue himself. Instead, he had sent members of the Holy Demon Clan from Cloud Dream Marsh to lead people there in support.
Such a matter did not require him to act personally. Even if Uchiha Shin did act himself, it would not have produced much effect.
This tsunami was not something one person could contend against with their own strength.
They only needed to carry out the protective measures properly and hold out for the duration, which would be no more than half a month.
At last, the tsunami struck the East Blue. That day, the entire sky was dark. Even at noon, it felt like the middle of the night, utterly black, while fierce winds howled through the heavens.
The dark clouds all around continuously gathered above the sea, and thunder rumbled through the air, reaching everyone's ears.
Any mortal standing beneath such a sky would surely feel boundless terror, because it was simply too shocking, too frightening.
Yet as Taishang Laojun and the others stood there, the smiles on their faces only grew broader. They liked