The South Sea was a vast expanse of emerald ripples, as clear and unblemished as a freshly washed mirror.
This was the supreme merit and fruit of Benevolent Jiang Runyue, who had purified a million demons and restored the realm to its natural state.
To the south of this temporarily pacified expanse of sea, beyond that long and terrifying spatial scar—left behind by the "distance-free traversal" of Evil Thought Jiang Runyue, which was still slowly self-repairing—the gloomy and turbid South Continent resembled an overturned ink well of the netherworld, exuding endless pestilential miasma and despair.
Chapter 322