Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The Sea breeze blew, sending spray through the air.
Though the Sea bed was muddy, it had grown calm;
though waves roared across the Sea's surface, they were no longer fierce.
Fine Sea spray struck their faces, and in an instant, the cultivators of the Eastern Sea, including the two crown princes of the Dragon Palace, fell into a daze.
After all, in the few breaths that had passed, what they had seen and heard had changed so violently, so often and so quickly that it surpassed imagination!
"The calamity threatening the Eastern Sea was quelled just like that?"
"The two True Persons who had held the Eastern Sea Islands under their Aura Pressure were subdued just like that?"
"The Sea Eye disaster was over, just like that?"
Thoughts began passing between them again, but this time they were filled with bewilderment, even a sense of being at a loss.
They had come out in force because the upheaval at the Sea Eye near shore had caused the Sea bed to collapse. Its aftershocks had spread across the entire Eastern Sea, leaving no faction untouched. Naturally, they had emptied their lairs to learn what had happened and see whether they could save the situation—or retreat if nothing could be done.
And what had they seen?
"Well, would you look at that!"
Deep in the Sea, an old turtle had withdrawn into his shell when the Sea bed collapsed. Now he slowly stirred, emerging from the silt and poking out his head first.
His head had a rugged majesty, much like a dragon's, though it carried an ancient air. He stretched his neck to peer into the distance and clicked his tongue.
A shrimp soldier and crab general came up beside him and bowed. "What did you see,