Upon the dark sea, as black as ink,
Yi Chen, his temples flecked with gray, once more arrived here. Unlike before, his body was almost shattered, iron nails pierced through his arms, and a conspicuous slash marked his neck.
This time, Yi Chen had no boat to carry him, merely floating on the vast sea.
Without a boat, being here was extremely deadly. The floating did not last long before his already battered upper body began to disintegrate, dissolving into the black sea,
His already injured arms completely fell apart,
The iron nails embedded in the surface of his arms scattered, sinking into the deep sea, followed by the gradual erosion of his battered torso by the wash of the black sea until it was all but gone.
Soon, only his head remained,
Once the head disintegrated, Yi Chen would be completely dead here,
However, the sole remaining head appeared to be different,
