"Wow, look at that gorgeous sunrise!"
A shout startled everyone from their sleep and cultivation.
In the east, a round sun rose.
Almost instantly, myriad golden rays spread over the sea, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
Lo Huasheng and others at the Kong Chan Institute were evidently captivated by the majestic view, sitting cross-legged together with the Hunyuan Iron Rod placed in front of them, hands clasped in prayer, softly chanting Buddhist scriptures.
Ye Guichen also stretched lazily, squinting towards the east.
Such holy beauty bestowed by nature is unseen on land.
After a night's rest, everyone had regained their strength, and the previous distress and melancholy vanished entirely.
Each person seemed to have been reborn, brimming with vigor, determined not to stop until Caesar was killed.
While everyone was devoutly admiring the red sun, a small island faintly appeared in the distance.
Lu Bu exclaimed, "Brothers, that's the island!"
