The sea was eerily quiet, with only the sound of the paper boat slicing through the water. The surrounding silence carried a strange sense of foreboding.

Lin Xiao looked up at the sky. In the third layer of space, the blood moon still hung high, casting its red glow over the sea, melding with the crimson Asura Sea.

The air was thick with a decaying odor that Lin Xiao couldn't quite place, but it was unpleasant.

What unsettled him the most was the inability to see the sea floor, leaving him with the constant feeling that danger could strike from below.