Strike with the first surge of courage, for it wanes with the second.
And by the third, it is gone.
The calm is always deepest before the storm. If one indulges in that false peace, when disaster truly strikes, the entire world will offer no sanctuary.
Shi Ming knew very well that this was the time to press his advantage.
It was no time to rest.
The Da Yun was like a steel behemoth shuttling across the ocean. It plowed through the windless, placid sea, churning up massive waves and shattering the region's tranquility as it sped toward the Great Western Sea Region.
The Great Western Sea Region was the sea guarded by the Lighthouse. They had already returned from the Fujing Mountain Sea Region and re-stationed themselves at the old site of Columbia. And in the Great Salt Lake to the west—once the largest, deepest, and saltiest inland lake on the continent—lay the lair of the last Holy Hall-tier Sea Beast, which was also the target of Shi Ming's journey.
