"Is this the work of a Sea Demon?"
Suspended high above the Vast South Sea, Xu Ziyang was staring at the serene depth of the ocean. He spread out his Divine Sense considerably far, but didn't detect any signs of anomaly.
Clad in Gold Embroidery Pure White Scabbard uniform, he stood tall; his handsome face had hardly changed except for a much deeper light in his eyes. He, who used to be sharp as an unsheathed sword, now seemed more like a Treasure Sword that had been put away, his brilliance subtly concealed.
The one thing that remained unchanged was his forever straight spine; standing there, he was like a towering flag at sea.
"Sea Demons are unlike those on land. When Demonic Creatures cause malice, their aura is quickly carried away by seawater, making traces hard to track," said a junior disciple standing beside him.
