The warm-colored sun slowly descended from the west, leaving a swath of crimson red.
On the surface of the sea, a gentle breeze suddenly stirred, and the waves began to shimmer like fish scales—dazzlingly beautiful.
The wind grew stronger, and the waves became increasingly turbulent.
Eventually, the waves surged fiercely and crashed against the island with ferocious force.
On the beach, the continuous rumble seemed to herald the arrival of dusk.
In the sky, the number of crimson birds increased, resembling miniature suns radiating a fiery red glow.
Waves of heat dispersed the gentle breeze, calming the restless waves.
Yet, with the passage of time, even that heat dimmed into pale weakness.
Faint starlight began to emerge in the heavens, as twinkling stars revealed their gazes. Lin Shiming felt the starlight instinctively absorbed into his body, as though his own star power was being replenished.
