At the crest of the Spirit Sea Tide, the thunder roars, and the rain is even louder.
Rivers overturn, seas rage, spiritual energy spreads, and the storm twists and turns.
No one can imagine anyone still able to walk the tide amidst such a mighty force of heaven and earth.
Xie Qingyun, clad in blue with black hair, stands tall and imposing, hands clasped behind his back atop the raging waves.
Abundant sword Qi spirals around his body's surface, transforming into a large fish, swimming incessantly.
Sword Intent weaves endlessly.
No matter how violently the layers of spiritual energy shoot fiercely around him, they cannot approach within three zhang of his body.
Because before these spiritual energies can surge onto his body, they are swallowed up in one gulp by the fish transformed from sword Qi, shattering inch by inch.
Suddenly, the Spirit Sea waves surge, with giant waves rushing in, attempting to drown Xie Qingyun.
