"Swish... Swish..."
The black sea waves eternally crashed against the dark rocks, with a faint Buddhist fragrance overpowering the sea breeze and fishy smell.
On the shore, a silver dagger spun leisurely in front of Yan Huan, but Yan Huan didn't look at the dagger, he simply lowered his gaze, watching the vast ocean.
"Clack... Clack..."
After an unknown period of time, the once calm ocean suddenly became restless.
As the layers of waves surged, countless pink crabs emerged from them.
The crabs quickly gathered on the sea surface, first forming a gigantic nine-petaled lotus.
Then, seated above it, a benevolent "Bodhisattva" dressed in white, with a light veil over its head.
The Bodhisattva had kind eyes and a smiling mouth, its divine eyes lowered, sitting in a tranquil pose.
Behind the imposing body, eight arms with different postures, each holding various objects.
In its hands, each held an object—a spherical thing difficult for Yan Huan to describe... or perhaps...
