Far away, beyond the boundary of the southern region, lay the vast ocean.
Its surface appeared calm from a distance, but beneath that endless expanse lurked constant danger. Powerful sea beasts roamed the depths, existences that could easily reach the third rank or higher, surviving under crushing currents and an atmosphere so dense it could annihilate ordinary evolver in an instant.
They ruled the deepest layers of the sea, where light could not reach and pressure itself became a weapon.
Above those waters, a man stood in mid-air.
He wore a pristine white robe, his expression indifferent, his hands clasped calmly behind his back. The endless ocean below reflected faintly in his eyes, yet he paid it no attention.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed.
He turned his gaze toward the south.
After a brief pause, he raised one hand and waved it casually.
Space split open.
A spatial crack tore apart the air before him, its edges shimmering with restrained authority.
