The boundless jade ocean was calm and devoid of waves as though it were a giant piece of eternally blue gem.
Just like the great ocean, the sky was incomparably blue without even a wisp of cloud. Where the two came together over the horizon, it was as if the entire world had become a clean, blue color.
Chu Feng stepped upon the blue sea and strode toward the colored ship step by step. He was pondering in silence with his brows knitted together. The appearance of the earth's true chosen one would be the start of many a problem.
It was an eventful period—the Xilin tribe divine son was on his way, and the Deity race young god was about to appear. At such a juncture, the earth itself wasn't calm, either.
Chu Feng didn't feel very comfortable in his heart. True and false, how was one able to determine it? Why must he hand over the things he had risked life and limb to obtain to this so-called true one?
"Which is true and false in this era of strife?!"