Atop the towering cliff by the sea.
The members of the True Thought Society all stood by the cliff's edge due to the interruption of the ritual, looking out at the sea.
At this moment, the tide was at its most turbulent.
The waves grew larger and larger, layer upon layer crashing against the cliffs and rocks, sending up sprays of white foam.
Far away, a few fishing boats in the stormy waves bobbed up and down, their lights flickering, now hidden, now visible.
Only in the vicinity of one boat, bursts of flames exploded while dense gunfire could be faintly heard.
Clearly, something extraordinary had occurred.
Chen Jiandong gazed for a moment, his complexion drastically changed, and he immediately turned and ran toward the training camp base.
The others looked at each other, all becoming panicked.
Some simply knelt on the ground, murmuring prayers under their breath, resuming their entreaties.
On the sea where the fishing boat was located.
