The wind howled and monstrous waves surged. The sea, calm and placid just fifteen minutes ago, was suddenly blanketed by dark clouds. A profound darkness fell between heaven and earth, as if night had arrived early.
The sea churned violently as waves dozens of zhang high rolled in, unleashing a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar that threatened to burst eardrums.
Gales, drawn down from the Nine Heavens, tore through the atmosphere and swept up the waves. Billions of pounds of seawater were lifted high into the sky, only to cascade back down like waterfalls, threatening to submerge the entire world.
The Flying Boat was tossed about in mid-air like a leaf.
Fierce gales scraped against the Defensive Spirit Light, producing a grating, ear-piercing sound. The same Defensive Spirit Light that had effortlessly withstood the attacks of over ten thousand Evil Owls now flickered like a candle in the wind.
