To say that this process had been difficult would be the understatement of the century, but he'd finally made it to the other side.

He laid on the beach as the waves washed over his body, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

After suffering through so much hardship, had he finally succeeded?

He laid completely still, concealing his soul power in its entirety while burrowing into the sand like a sea turtle. At the same time, he was regulating his own temperature so he wouldn't be discovered by the Northsea Legion's thermal imaging radars.

He had to rest. At the very least, he was completely unable to move right now.

His breathing gradually became more even as he adjusted his blood essence fluctuations.

This was a rare moment of peace for him after arriving at the demonic island, and at this point, Tang Wulin could completely understand why this experience had been so traumatizing to Elder Cai and...