Thunder and lightning fill the sky shrouded in thick clouds.
Under the dim sky, the storm sweeps through, causing towering waves to rise on the Endless Sea.
There are no storm-tossed seabirds as Ji Yuan imagined, only ink-black sea water accompanied by the constantly rolling clouds.
With each flash of lightning cutting through the horizon, they crash into the sea, forming giant light pillars where the sea and sky meet.
Illuminated by the backdrop, it seems as if extraterrestrial demons are struggling and roaring within.
Watching this doomsday-like scene before him, even Ji Yuan, a seasoned late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, feels a bit anxious.
Yet, the ship underfoot, the whale patrol vessel, persists in heading toward the storm's core, as if... courting disaster.
Some first-time Qi Cultivation Stage cultivators, upon witnessing the scene, turn pale with fright, retreating several steps.
Old Man Huang, puffing on a dry pipe, scoffs at the sight.
