A terrifying and piercing voice emanated from the seal, "Zhoāng!"
The voice contained immense power, reducing all aquatic tribes around it to blood, with no living creature within a thousand miles surviving.
Inside the North Sea Dragon Palace, the Dragon King had already received the report from the patrolling Yaksha of the aberrations at the Eye of the Sea. The anxious Old Dragon King paced back and forth in the great hall, muttering to himself, "These are truly troubled times. The Eye of the Sea has now undergone changes, I should report to the Heavenly Court as soon as possible, for the one imprisoned within is no ordinary figure."
He looked up anxiously at the sky and sighed, "Ah! When will these nerve-wracking days come to an end?"
Since Master Zhenyuan achieved enlightenment, it was like a pebble had been dropped onto the surface of a still pond, causing ripples to spread outwards, gradually evolving into huge waves that would ultimately sweep through the whole world.