The heavens rumbled with a resonance that shook not just the skies but the very marrow of those who watched.
The ocean-like tribulation cloud churned, stretching endlessly across the firmament. Its vastness was so overwhelming that the entire Ash Crown City seemed like nothing more than a speck floating on the edge of a celestial sea.
Within this boundless sky-ocean, tsunamis rose and fell with the rhythm of destruction, towering walls of water that carried the intent of annihilation.
And within this chaos stood Lin Mu.
His figure was dwarfed in comparison to the colossal waves that bore down on him, but he stood with a stillness that cut through the maelstrom. His feet did not shift, his posture remained unbroken, and though the first tsunami had already crashed over him, no one could see him flailing, struggling, or resisting.
He simply stood, swallowed by the ocean's fury.
