Deep in the ocean firmament.
A massive Canglong weaved through the clouds.
The enormous body of Canglong, with every twist, could cause the ocean below to stir up waves.
It was as if this Canglong was born to command the ocean, able to make it churn effortlessly.
Above the head of Canglong.
A man radiating golden light stood atop Canglong's head, his every movement carrying the air of a great natural force.
It's as if his actions were those of the heavens and the earth themselves.
This man was Chu Yuan.
At this moment, Chu Yuan gazed at the endless Wangyang, unsure of what to say.
He regretted it, regretted entering the ocean out of curiosity.
He had been travelling over the ocean for who knows how long, estimating the time, it was almost two, nearly three months.
But in those nearly three months' time.
He saw nothing.
Just blindly flying through the ocean.
