Chapter 93 - The Surge’s Tide

Water churned in the mangrove-choked delta, a restless tide that wove through tangled roots, its surface gleaming like liquid jade under a sky heavy with green mist. The air was thick, saturated with the scent of salt and decay, pressing against the skin like a damp shroud. Currents swirled, their pull subtle but unyielding, tugging at the feet and whispering of depths unseen. Beyond a bend where the mangroves parted, a rift pulsed—an emerald vortex that radiated a force so vast it could swallow the horizon. The Verdant Surge, the fifty-sixth force, had risen, its boundless tide of infinite power a silent vow to drown Lin Feng's spirit in its depths.