Across the magnificent, rolling sea, ten thousand miles of blue sky stretched cloudless overhead. The clear azure waters rippled and shimmered-what an incomparably beautiful seascape!
But a closer look would reveal something amiss. Beautiful though it was, not a single living creature could be seen above the sea, nor was there one in the water. It was as though this place were a sea of death.
In truth, this was no sea of death. Just three days earlier, it had teemed with all manner of marine life, with demon beasts reigning supreme and seabirds soaring through the skies.
So why had they all vanished?
The main reason was that, three days earlier, every creature in these waters had sensed an astonishingly powerful threat and fled long ago.
Looking more closely still, one could find a clue: tiny milky-white bubbles occasionally rose to the surface. Had a cultivator been present, they would have discovered that the spiritual qi over these waters was astonishingly dense, far beyond anything an ordinary cultivator's cave abode could match. And it seemed to be growing denser still.
Gradually, the sun sank in the west. The spiritual qi above the sea had already begun gathering into tangible forms, turning into motes of five-colored spiritual light that looked exquisite against the night sky.
If someone possessed a great divine ability that allowed them to sense the extent of this five-colored spiritual light, their jaw would surely have dropped. It actually covered hundreds of miles of sea! Only High Person Qianshan's cave abode could compare with such tangible five-colored spiritual light-a testament to just how astonishing the spiritual qi within these hundreds of miles had become.
Yet there was not a soul in these waters, not even a single demon beast. Even seas desperately lacking in spiritual qi still