The remains of Gu Hai were nowhere to be found.
His several attendants nearby were dumbstruck.
They stared blankly at the sea below. The waters had been forcibly split apart, and large areas of the seabed's reefs had crumbled and collapsed. Only a glowing Magical Sword remained, embedded in the very center.
So, it was a Taoist Flying Sword?
Everyone moved somewhat stiffly as they looked up again.
In the sky, because a sword light had just passed through, the previously raging storm was neatly cut open, and for a short while, no rain fell from above.
But at the same time, there was no one there.
Later, as the wind and clouds surged, the storm gathered anew, continuing to pour down upon the sea below.
It was only after the rain beat down on them that everyone truly snapped back to their senses.
Was it a Taoist Flying Sword from beyond the heavens?
