Above the roiling Dinghu Waters, a gust stirred and waves surged. Suddenly, a water column twisted upwards, piercing the heavens. Amidst its coiling, water patterns solidified into dragon scales, and the sky-reaching column began to transform into a dragon's body, its peak morphing into a dragon tail, stirring the winds and clouds.
Below the water's surface, countless fish converged into a group, propelling five light boats through the waves. Jiang Zhuyun stood upon the central vessel, holding an object wrapped in white cloth. Wisps of pitch-black aura coiled around it like serpents, entwining with the blood-red spell inscriptions intermittently visible through the fabric.
The fierce winds and waves, as if drawn to this energy, furiously rushed towards the light boats but dissipated into nothingness upon encountering a faint golden light just as they were about to strike the vessels.