The next day, as dawn was barely breaking, Fang Qianyuan emerged from meditation, draped himself in the Black Feather Cloak, and went out onto the terrace to gaze at the sea.
The sun had yet to rise, but light was already scattering from beneath the sea's surface, staining the horizon where sea and sky met with gold and crimson.
The sea wind howled, carrying the cries of gulls. Waves churned around the ship as it followed the current swiftly eastward.
Looking into the distance from a high vantage point amid this boundless ocean inevitably lifted the spirits, bringing the refreshing sense of a sky vast enough for birds to fly freely and a sea broad enough for fish to leap at will.
With a slight stirring of Fang Qianyuan's intent, immense spirit essence spread outward according to his will. Accompanying the sea wind, it extended into the world around him, instantly filling nearly a hundred li of the vast ocean with his presence.
By now, Fang Qianyuan's power had reached a level comparable to Heaven Tier. His radiant spirit essence resembled the might of heaven, yet remained formless and traceless, merging completely into the distant sky. For a time, no one could detect it.
Only a hundred li away, several enormous whales that had surfaced and were about to swim in his direction suddenly stiffened. As though startled by something, they hurriedly turned around and sank back into the depths.
Farther away, a flock of migrating seabirds suddenly sensed a heavy presence ahead, like a high-pressure cyclone heralding a storm.
They hastily veered away, trying to skirt this stretch of sea.
Replacing heaven's will with my own, shaking heaven and earth with a single thought-sure enough, this is the direction I must take to advance to Heaven Tier.
*At present,