The blazing white light turned even the surging seawater white. When everything dispersed, Zhang Tie's "figure" had long since vanished from the sky. Only a person clad in a strange, bright green suit of battle armor floated in midair. That person's body swayed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. After sweeping his gaze around, the pair of metal wings on the back of his armor snapped open. Then, swift as lightning, he shot into the distance and vanished in the blink of an eye...
Only then did a red sun suddenly break free from the sea horizon's binding and leap above the waves.
A few minutes later, with the blinding white light gone, the pursuing divine general gone, and the fierce battle gone as well, the sky over this stretch of sea—where an intense fight had just erupted—returned to tranquility, as though nothing had happened.
Only farther away in the sky, a flock of sea eagles wheeled through the air. From time to time, one of them would plunge from the sky like a loosed arrow into the water, seize a fish, skim across the sea, and soar into the heavens once more...
One sea eagle among that flock circled through the sky, its sharp eagle eyes fixed all the while on the airspace where the battle had just taken place.
This sea eagle was Zhang Tie—or rather, it was Zhang Tie's incarnation, an eye he had placed in the sky.
Even Zhang Tie had not expected that the strike he had plotted for so long and labored over all night, even at the cost of sacrificing an incarnation, still had failed to keep Si Dan, the Si Family's old ancestor, behind.
Just now, Zhang Tie had actually possessed two perspectives. One was that of the sea eagle