The sea seemed specially chosen for sinking; it was very deep, and the seawater blocked his divine sense, making it impossible for him to see clearly what was at the bottom.
Li Muchen had no intention of interfering with this ritual process of divine significance. He simply stood quietly on the shore, watching from a distance.
The islanders were reluctant to leave, lingering until the sun passed directly over their heads and began its westward descent.
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