The sea wind howled, and the waves surged.
Cloud Kun cleaved through the waves. Shen Le gripped the rail and looked up. The First Island Chain had long since been left behind, while the Second Island Chain shook incessantly within the Eye of Spirituality;
The Third Island Chain was still holding firm, but it had been sparse to begin with—only a few tiny points stood in the sea, giving off light.
Centered on the island chains, bald eagles cried out again and again as they swooped forth;
Meanwhile, the momentum driven by the giant dragon occasionally surged beyond the First Island Chain, battering the Second Island Chain full of holes. In the region between the Second and Third Island Chains, it clashed with the bald eagles.
Though there were no land anchors to hold its ground, traces of warm, lustrous light still flowed there, opening one tiny crack after another amid the heavy pressure from the other side----
"If only we could make a few more islands." Shen Le sighed softly. His spiritual power spread out, probing inch by inch toward the seabed:
Under current international law, the principle was first occupation. For islands in the Pacific Ocean, whoever declared occupation first and established actual control first owned them.
Back then, our country had not been strong enough. We could not sail out to sea or seize islands, and had no foothold in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
If several brand-new islands could rise up around the Third Island Chain—or at least along the Pacific's midpoint—and be occupied before the bald eagles reacted----
His spiritual power plunged rapidly, sinking deep into the seawater and heading straight for the ocean floor. Before long, Shen Le's brows drew together:
Inside the barrier between heaven and earth and outside it felt completely