Deep sea, abyss –

The ice cold seawater was dark, so dark that one couldn’t see their fingers in front of their face. Qin Yu lay face up in the sand, buried by silt. His aura was nonexistent, making him seem like a log of dead wood.

Several strange deep sea fish randomly wandered near him. These deep sea fish had eyes that had degenerated over the generations because light didn’t reach this far below the waters.

But, when the fins of these strange fish bumped into Qin Yu’s finger, they blew up without any warning at all. It was like a dark red flower blooming in the waters.

The remaining strange fish fled in fright. But, after discovering that there weren’t any dangers, their instinctual desire for food overcame their previous alarm and fear. They cautiously wandered back, eating bits of their fallen companions’ flesh and blood. Then, with a sense of satisfaction, they slowly meandered away.

Qin Yu’s eyes were still closed. He didn’t sense anything occurring in the outside world. But, with that scene just now, anyone could tell what sort of dreadful vibrational strength was contained in that dead log-like body of his.

Though he was as silent as a stone, there was a roaring flame inside him, one that raged like a volcano.

In this icy cold and pitch black environment, time seemed...