Before Lin Yi could react, the darkness peeled away like a shell, retreating from him like an ephemeral illusion, leaving only the shattered bubble in his hand...
Lin Yi was still floating in the ocean-like void, shrouded in mist, realizing that everything he had just experienced was merely a fleeting image within that crystal ball-like bubble.
Momentary glory.
Seizing the intense sensation, he reached for other bubbles around him.
"Pop!"
Another bubble burst, enveloping him once again...
As the image within the bubble became clearer, a nearly frozen scene emerged within his vision.
Still the scene of the Black Mist Era's Age of Sailing, but this time it was far from "gentle"; the seemingly dead sea raged furiously, the thick black oil-like waves swirling below the ship like the claws of a devil, threatening to devour the entire vessel like a carnivorous flower.
