As the waves gradually calmed and everything returned to tranquility, the small island where Liang Yi and the others had been had long since disappeared, completely shattered to the point that not even debris remained.
Not just that one island, within tens of millions of miles of sea, the waters were calm and smooth, with nothing else but the red sea water. The now quiet and gentle sea water hardly showed any sign of the previously devastating fury that connected heaven and sea, capable of obliterating everything.
Above the high-altitude of ten thousand meters, the Vermilion Bird that had been keeping its wings folded slowly dissipated, revealing the somewhat frightened people inside.
Liang Yi had seen tsunamis in his past life, in movies or games, where he could see super-large tsunamis that he could never witness in real life, but the scene he had just witnessed still exceeded his understanding.
This kind of no-nonsense ability to clear the field was just too much of a bug...
