The moment the [Tidal Wave] life pattern was forged, its mystical effects immediately revealed themselves.
Jing Qian suddenly felt that the surrounding seawater was no longer a cold, lifeless mass, but something infused with genuine vitality, forming a subtle connection with him.
The water gently caressed his body, bringing waves of firm yet soothing sensations like an old friend warmly greeting him.
He could sense the flow of spiritual energy within the sea. Drawn by some unseen force, it converged toward him, nourishing both his body and soul.
Even though he had not yet cultivated the [Yuan Drawing Technique] linked to the Tidal Wave life pattern, simply by being immersed in the ocean, the recovery speed of his Life Essence had already risen dramatically!
With spiritual energy constantly replenishing him, Jing Qian no longer even needed to breathe.
Resting at the dark depths of the sea, he felt no need to exchange air.
With just this one life pattern, the endless ocean had become his domain.
From this moment forth, he was no different from a true-born sea creature.
The wonder of a life pattern once again revealed itself in full.
Jing Qian steadied his breathing and quickly adapted to the flow of the Tidal Wave's power.
Among the memories he had stripped from the giant crab, he had once experienced life as the creature itself, roaming freely across the ocean.
Life in the sea had long since been imprinted into his instincts.
By reawakening those memories, his mastery over the Tidal Wave pattern instantly rose to a new level.
And the best way to fuse with these memories was to personally unleash the life pattern's might.
With that, Jing Qian sprang into motion, channeling the Tidal Wave as he darted westward through the deep sea.
His body cut through the water seamlessly. Waves churned and swelled around him, the ocean itself rejoicing in his passage.
As he poured more mana into the pattern, his speed climbed steadily.
Without hesitation, he charged ahead, never altering his direction.
He was testing the limits of his speed.
To his surprise, though the Tidal Wave pattern was newly refined, his velocity had already skyrocketed to two hundred kilometers per hour underwater!
At such a terrifying result, Jing Qian had only one thought:
"Awesome!"
He held nothing back, flooding power into the pattern to maintain his breakneck pace, tearing wildly through the ocean depths.
For humans, the pursuit of speed often outweighs their fear of danger.
No one could resist the allure of the Tidal Wave!
The scenery around him streaked by like a flickering reel of film.
Reefs, seaweed, fish, everything blurred into streaks of motion, while the exhilaration and freedom in his heart were as sharp and bracing as a sea gale.
For the first time since crossing into this perilous world, he felt utterly liberated, the crushing tension of constant danger released in a single rush.
But his power did not stop there.
Soon, the strength of his [Sumeru] life pattern erupted, swallowing him into the void.
In less than a second, he reappeared a hundred meters away, his speed completely undiminished, if anything, even faster.
And then it happened again, over and over.
Phasing in and out of dimensional space, Jing Qian streaked through the ocean like a phantom, each disappearance and reemergence seamless and natural.
His mastery over the Tidal Wave life pattern grew at an astonishing rate.
Moreover, with the Tidal Wave in hand, he now had the perfect chance to use the secret technique he'd obtained from the Red-Scaled Dragon Carp.
The [Dragon Swimming Technique], born from the bloodline of true dragons, embodied the draconic control and understanding of ocean currents.
It was a technique with modest entry requirements but extraordinary effects.
The Red-Scaled Dragon Carp had relied on it to propel its swimming speed to over a thousand kilometers per hour, a testament to its power.
And now, combined with the Tidal Wave life pattern, it was a match made in heaven, truly like giving wings to a tiger.
Jing Qian actively wove the secret technique into his swimming.
Under his control, the ocean currents normally resisting his movement began to converge, forming a powerful counterforce that pushed him forward.
He accelerated once again, at such a speed that even he was left astonished.
In that instant, it was as though he had become a proud dragon, soaring through the ocean, his velocity climbing ever higher.
At first, Jing Qian worried his body might not withstand such strain. But he soon realized that the fusion of the [Tidal Wave] life pattern with the [Dragon Swimming Technique] had deepened his resonance with the sea.
The spiritual energy within the waters continually surged into him, nourishing both body and soul, keeping his stamina and spirit at their peak.
Only when his speed broke through five hundred kilometers per hour did he finally reach his limit.
And it felt even better!
As he swam, Jing Qian adjusted his direction, never slowing, striking forward with his full strength.
He swam like this for over an hour
, crossing more than a thousand kilometers, into a brand-new sea region!
Maintaining his maximum speed, he gripped his iron spike before him.
Man and weapon merged into one, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
Where the blade pointed, a massive swordfish cruised through the seabed.
The [Sumeru] life pattern flared, and Jing Qian's figure vanished completely into the void.
Within the dimensional space, he became like a phantom fish of the void, twisting his body to slip through the swordfish's enormous maw straight into its belly.
This ninth-rank [White Fang] swordfish had been basking comfortably in its territory, idly pondering where it might find a few plump sea fish for its next meal.
But all of a sudden, a wave of searing pain erupted from its abdomen!
Like struck by lightning, the swordfish convulsed, bursting upward from the seabed and thrashing forward in panic.
It knew it had been ambushed, but had no idea where the enemy was!
It flailed madly, unable to strike back, darting erratically through the depths.
Desperate, it rammed its belly against jagged reefs, as if to tear itself open and force the intruder out.
But it was all in vain.
The creature inside it was merciless, ripping apart every organ it had painstakingly tempered and nourished.
In less than the time it took for a single stick of incense to burn, the great swordfish's vitality was extinguished.
Its carcass sank slowly into the abyss. With its Life Essence dissipated, the massive, heavy body could no longer remain afloat.
Only then did a small figure crawl out from its mouth
Jing Qian, clutching half a length of lustrous, jade-white [White Fang] fishbone.
Since forging the Tidal Wave, Jing Qian had wasted no time traveling a thousand kilometers in one surge to slay this White Fang–ranked swordfish outright.
With the life pattern's blessing, his strength had grown beyond reckoning!
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