Hiding on the ground, Wu Jinliang looked up at the thunderclouds rolling overhead, lightning crackling through them, his heart full of uncertainty. He kept glancing toward the sea, then back at the sky, before taking out the Mother-Child Talisman to contact Shi Chun and ask again whether he was all right.
This time, Shi Chun was inside the tornado and had a moment to reply. After a quick exchange, he learned that Wu Jinliang was already nearing the shore. He immediately warned him not to make another reckless move, explained the danger here, and told him to find somewhere to hide.
The three Heavenly Immortal experts fighting over the sea had all realized something was wrong. After exchanging voice transmissions, the black-robed and gray-robed men stopped bombarding the tornado and flew over to the old man whose white hair reached his waist to discuss their next move.
The old man stopped as well. The three stood in a line facing the enormous tornado, continuously sweeping it with their magical power to prevent the two men inside from escaping.
Darkness lay heavy over heaven and earth, though the rising sun above the sea still shone brightly on their faces. Without its light, the sea would likely have been pitch-black.
The white-haired old man looked up at the thunderclouds, where lightning serpents roamed across the sky, and suddenly thrust a palm upward.
Boom!
An enormous hole was instantly blasted through the clouds high overhead. A hazy shaft of light fell onto the churning sea, and a rainbow even arched beneath the opening. With dark clouds and lightning nearby to set it off, the sight possessed an absurd, peculiar beauty.
Seeing that the clouds overhead could be broken apart, unlike the tornado, the white-haired old man relaxed a little.
But soon, more clouds