Li Xuanfeng instructed Ning Heyuan, then, riding the wind, he rose up and stepped onto the Golden Shuttle, heading northeast. He traversed several water veins, and soon the sea beneath his feet turned a deep blue.
"Hetian Sea."
The Hetian Sea occupied one end, opposite the Zhu Lu Sea. It was even larger, the ancient lair of the dragon kind, its color closer to a deep blue. With boundless waves and few islands, the sea was very deep.
Under normal sunlight, the Hetian Sea blurred the line between sea and sky, a spectacle in itself. However, Xuanfeng's timing was unlucky; he had arrived during an anomaly in the East Sea where darkness enveloped everything, thick as ink, making visibility nonexistent.
Li Xuanfeng burst forth from the sea, the Golden Shuttle beneath him slowly spiraling upwards, until he finally saw a small island. It wasn't large, roughly the size of a town, with an earth-yellow Great Formation standing tall, evidently prepared for defense.
