Above the sea, waves surged tumultuously as a bright moon, hook-like, faintly glimmered through the dark clouds.
The Qingming Beast, like a moving island, was slowly rising. Its body, although without Scale Armor, exuded a toughness like that of celestial black iron, invulnerable to sword or spear.
Wrapped around its formidable body, water vapor swirled as though the essence of the entire Qingming Sea was converging upon it, carrying a force capable of destroying heaven and earth. Should any power from the surrounding area of the Qingming Sea dare to approach, they would be crushed to pieces by this overwhelming strength!
Gazing at the enraged Qingming Beast, two elderly figures hovered beneath the dark clouds. Their robes flapped wildly in the fierce wind, yet their eyes were resolute and grave. Each held a three-foot-long blade with an edge so chilling that it emitted a penetrating cold, their sword intent soaring to the heavens.
