"We're here! Look, that's the spirit burial sea!"
A divine boat was flying in the sky.
A moment later, the divine boat stopped. Someone at the bow of the ship pointed forward and shouted.
"Why is it blood-red?"
A group of people stepped forward and looked. Many people exclaimed.
"Hahaha! First time here? The spirit burial sea has always been blood red. " Then, someone laughed.
Tang Hao walked out of the cabin and looked ahead. He saw a vast sea of blood on the ground not far away.
The strange thing was that there were no waves in the vast sea. It was deathly silent.
At this moment, many large ships had stopped in all directions of the ocean, and many streams of light were speeding over from all directions.
The spirit burial sea would wake up once in a while.
The time was not fixed. It could be decades or centuries. No one could say for sure.
