Days later, the group could no longer see the strip of sea at night and were now traveling through an area covered by a light layer of light fog.
The atmospheric humidity was high and the mid-afternoon heat was making the weakest of the crew sweat like animals before the slaughter.
Even though they were powerful cultivators, no one could use their special characteristics to calm the stifling heat. The luckier ones, free of responsibility, climbed up to the bow, where the light, almost non-existent sea breeze could soothe the heat from their bodies. But those on duty could only hold out for an hour, continuing their states of observation and focus.
The days were getting stranger and stranger. Waves of sudden heat and cold, sunny, or totally cloudy days had been alternating amid intense sightings of sea creatures.
