Beneath the dim sky.
Dark seawater crashed violently against the coast, waves churning, and the booming sound of the sea resonated through heaven and earth.
A barrier stretched from north to south, reaching the Vault of Heaven, like a confluence of a hundred rivers, seemingly endless at a glance.
Daoist Yuanci stood mid-air, looking down solemnly at the sea below.
"The situation here at Eightfold Sea has worsened significantly compared to three years ago."
Beside him, Qu Shentong, An Changshou, Xiong Zhaojing, and Qin Shengyong stood firm, also gazing solemnly at the scene below.
Although they had been monitoring the situation in the West Sea Country's Eightfold Sea via reports, they had never been here in person.
Aware of the severity, only by witnessing with their own eyes did they realize how grave the Yuanci Turmoil had become.
Beyond the core area of the Eightfold Sea, the entire West Sea Country had become barren.