"Gurgle, gurgle."
A soaked brown plank broke through the ripples, white spray slowly spreading along its splintered edges.
Unlike the Golden City, which faced utter destruction, the Boundary Sea was strangely calm. A gentle breeze stirred the water, and the ripples carried the bobbing plank toward the horizon where sea met sky.
Then the plank and the water beneath it suddenly plunged. The sea fell away like a waterfall, taking the plank down into the dark void below!
This was the end of the Boundary Sea, and the end of the world. Cross it, and you would fall forever! The meeting of sea and sky was nothing but a mirage!
Rip.
A tentacle shimmering cobalt blue pierced the darkness. The thick blackness tore open like a curtain, letting brilliant starlight spill through the gap and illuminate the tumbling seawater and plank.
Beyond the dark curtain lay an immeasurable expanse of stars. Among them, the seemingly endless Boundary Sea looked no bigger than a fleeting puddle.
"The cognitive filter has thinned." An eyeball far larger than the Boundary Sea hovered beside the gap. "I felt it. The fragment of Proud Sun that imposed the cognitive filter has fallen. It was a brutal struggle. Knowledge changed hands, and fresh lives and hot blood flowed away with it." Its voice resembled whale song, carrying a strange, almost poetic rhythm.
Had Xia Lun been there, he would have recognized the speaker as something much like the Evil God Astral Spirit sealed beneath Whitewash City, though this one was vastly larger.
"It's over already?" Another voice, old and decayed, sounded from beyond the dark curtain.
As it spoke, its owner laboriously tore at the cognitive filter. Only after a long while did it manage to pierce a tiny hole in the darkness. "The possibilities haven't