In the dark ink-like rolling waves, a cold wind roared furiously.
Far away, massive cascades relentlessly spilled from the heavenly dome, inducing towering white waves.
The mountains clustered and waves thundered in anger.
Among the Evil Dragon Beach, myriad islands scattered across the sea's surface, seemed as a solitary leaf, always on the brink of being toppled by the waves.
However, oddity resided in that this Evil Dragon Beach seemed to be a deep well, smoothly calming the swift waves that surged from the distance.
If viewed from high above, it was as if there existed a monstrous mouth here, incessantly swallowing the surrounding swirling waves.
At this moment.
The desolate Evil Dragon Beach was casted upon a solemn atmosphere.
Ji Yuan stood valiantly, his expression grim and solemn as he watched the dozen or so figures in the sky.