The present, the battlefield of the four seas.
Under the intensive siege of numerous gods.
The Dragon Race, led by the Seven Dragon Kings, cannot stir much trouble.
The true powerlessness felt by the gods is caused by the ever-rising sea tide and the incessant storms.
Even with the suppression of many gods, the waters of the four seas continue to strike the land in unimaginable ways, attempting to transform the entire world into an ocean.
At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled.
Not just the shores of the four seas, nor simply a single piece of land...
Under the horrified gaze of all the gods and beings, the entire continental shelf continuously vibrated.
Mountains began to rise, the land started expanding, as if an invisible force was contending with that endless vast ocean.
"This... must be Master!"
Standing at the highest point of Yunmeng Marsh, Silver Horn wielding the Yin Yue could distinctly see the changes in all the Earth Veins within ten thousand miles.
