That day, on a rocky tidal flat at the edge of an archipelago, a young Daoist sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his brow faintly furrowed.
He seemed to be in a poor mood.
"Urgh-"
Song Yan circulated the Purple Firmament Daoist Scripture through several cycles, then slowly opened his eyes.
He rubbed his temples with both hands and seemed to feel a little better.
Xiao He sat beside him, watching him curiously.
Traveling by sea was even worse than he had imagined.
On this boundless expanse of the Dark Sea, Song Yan not only had a terrible sense of direction, but also suffered from seasickness.
In fact, he had considerable experience in this regard, so by rights, nothing like this should have happened.
But the prolonged, unceasing dizziness of sailing was completely different from the dizziness of teleportation he had experienced before.
Especially with his five senses and six perceptions enhanced, the sensation was even more pronounced. Even temporarily shutting off the Void-Viewing Sword Eye did nothing to help.
To eliminate the sensation, he would have to seal off part of his perception.
Yet the Eastern Sea was unfamiliar territory, and if he did that and ran into danger, it would be troublesome.
"If only I'd learned how to sail back on Floating Jade Island."
Song Yan deeply regretted it.
Seagoing Law Artifacts like this were completely different from ordinary flying Law Artifacts.
They could, in fact, be controlled smoothly, but that seemed to require certain special techniques.
Clearly, Song Yan had not mastered them.
Fortunately, Xiao He did not get seasick, so despite stumbling along the way, they eventually reached the Rain Moor Archipelago, where Whirlpool Cave was located.
Song Yan put away the ship, then headed toward Whirlpool Cave according to Qu Zhuang's directions.
"I wonder whether