The shattering of ice created no obstruction to the ocean waters below.
At that moment, tumultuous waves surged, shaking the heavens.
Dragon-like swirls of water rose fiercely, transforming instantly.
Scenes reminiscent of an apocalypse fully unfolded in this land.
The face of every Snow Clan member who witnessed this scene drastically changed.
Their eyes narrowed, filled with shock that was hard to shake off.
Suppressing their inner disbelief, they gazed towards the stationary figure at the edge of the sea.
Their expressions grew increasingly bewildered.
Ye Feng, seated there, seemed indifferent to the transformations before him as if blind to them.
With an impassive look, he observed the shaking threads in the water below.
In his heart lay an undisclosed intent unknown to others.
A delicate thread, akin to an undetectable airflow, struggled amidst the changes in the sea.
Gradually, a powerful force emerged from within.
Initially, this force appeared insignificant.
