The Blood Tide is approaching, the air filled with more oppressive resentment, and ghostly wailing echoes from unknown origins.
Ning Fan expanded his protective aura to a radius of one zhang, walking calmly across the frozen sea, impervious to any resentment. He comprehended the grand momentum of the place clearly; he even somewhat predicted the center of the tide's explosion.
Having determined the center of the tide's explosion, Ning Fan came to a place in the east of the bloody mist, sat down cross-legged, and awaited the tide's arrival.
This waiting lasted for three hours.
The bloody mist suddenly began to show signs of melting, with the ocean's waves resuming their flow beneath the ice layer, resentment spreading like dense fog, shrouding the sea in a hazy glow. In this haze, broken scenes occasionally appeared like mirages amidst the mist.
These were all images from Ancient Flower Celestial Being before her death!
